Tetradore's soft instance that it would not have mattered only seemed to prompt that further silence from Tobias in turn. The dark eyes of the younger man resting upon the emerald of his companions own as they had done countless times before as if in search of....something. If Tetradore said that it did not matter how long Risque had been back for then- perhaps it did not. Tobias so eternally faithful to his favoured companion that he was willing to believe near anything Tetradore might tell him and indeed accept without question that very insistence- at least on most occasion. That Tobias did not, for once, so fully believe his companion was perhaps made clear by that near prolonged silence between the pair in which Tetradore was the first to break his gaze and look away. That, it seemed, was perhaps all the answer Tobias had required and yet for now he said nothing. Just exactly what thoughts turned within the Leopard's fractured mind remaining to be seen as he merely shifted to place himself within his brothers gaze once more. That shudder that ran through the length of Tetradore's figure so suddenly seeming to prompt that shift within the younger man all the same. Tobias shrugging off his jacket to hand to his companion then. His understanding of cold, at least, seeming decidedly well intact. Even if he so hardly understood that blood loss was surely the cause. Tobias, perhaps, failing to understand how much Tetradore surely desired sleep in that moment above anything else. His hand reaching out to enclose the Alpha's own before tugging the reluctant man to his feet. That firm grip Tetradore took upon his arm readily seeing that gesture returned in kind in some silent assurance Tobias...had him. He always would. That grip truly firm.

That sudden insistence that they had to leave, however, hardly seemed to prompt that sme urgency within Tetradore in turn. Tobias inclined to pleased with his chosen Alpha in a fashion he had never truly done so before. The younger man very near begging his brother to leave that Ark and all they had built behind. Tobias, in this, almost....alarmingly assured. His thoughts single-minded and determined. His voice unwavering in that conviction that this was a battle they could not fight any longer. That perhaps, for once, it was time to flee. Tobias remembered far better then he so often displayed those days and nights spent within Syn and beneath Risque's command. He remembered it all - even if he so rarely spoke of it. Even if he had refused even Raven's queries on that place Tetradore and himself had come from. He remembered those very strings of sanity he had clung within the place even if only for Tetradore alone and his simple refusal to abandon his brother no matter the cost. Those whispered words loud enough for Tetradore alone to hear in the inky darkness of that room. He did not want to return to that place. He did not want Tetra to return to that place if only for the hurt it brought them both. His companions efforts to speak abruptly cut short as his own head shook once more. That near fierce determination suddenly returned as he again insisted that leave.

That sudden reach of Tetradore's hand to his neck readily saw the younger man still. Tobias' features softening as Tetradore tugged him closer. How rarely that deviant so permitted physical touch in any sense and yet how readily his very figure seemed to meld against his brothers then. Tobias all but burying his face within his companions shoulder as his own arms lifted to wrap about Tetradore's waist in the first true hug they had shared in a terribly long time. Neither of them, after all, was prone to those outward displays of affection or emotion- both knowing they existed for one another all the same and yet, here and now, those very fears so found themselves suttered from the Leopard's lips and into his companions shoulder as he clung to him. Tobias so terrified of being left alone again. Alone without Tetradore. His voice so unusually shaky in that moment. Tetradore's own faltering in turn as he offered that simple 'I know'. His best friend so suggesting he was no alone anymore as he released his hold upon him. Tobias stepping back ever so slightly to meet the man's gaze again though whether he so truly understood that sentiment remained to be seen. Tobias, perhaps, lacking the words to offer more than he already had. The boy assured that he would always be alone without Tetradore even if he hardly knew how best to express such difficult emotions when he had so barely mastered even those more basal ones.

"I...need you."

That, perhaps, was the truest sentence the gangly deviant had so ever spoken. How very much those three words might mean. Tobias' features softening slightly at Tetradore's reasoning as to why they could not leave before the panther reached out to ruffle his hair in the way he had always done. That faint touch of affection seeming to the soothe the boy- even if only for a moment. Tetradore's efforts to claim he was 'okay' prompting that near striking assurity from Tobias in turn that such a lie would no longer work. Not when both of them knew the truth. Tobias content to declare those very words it seemed no other was so willing to declare. Tetradore was not okay. This he knew. Whatever ground Tetradore had won but only moments ago in trying to convince the deviant away from his plans so readily conceded. Tobias, for all his flaws, decidedly apt at seeing the heart of the matter. Tetradore would die- they would all die, in the end. Staying would not save them. Running might. It was that very mention of Raven alone that seemed to prompt Tobias to pause. The boy suddenly rushing away from his companions side to rummage within that nightstand and pull out that paper (that Tetradore loved) along with a pan. Tobias scrawling frantically across it before declaring he had written his fiance a note to explain just where they were going before insisting, when the time came, they would return for Raven before anyone else. Tobias, tonight, driven readily by emotion alone and his determination to free them of that vampire woman.

That brief concession on Tetradore's own part only further prompted the boy forward now. Tobias insisting those 'words' be sent from Tetradore's phone to Frost and the Fancy Friend in turn. They, he was sure, would protect the pack if his companion asked it off them. Tetra's agreement prompting a ghost of a smile to the gangly deviant's features at last before he pointed determinedly to that drawer that held their car keys. Tobias own form hurried out of that bedroom door then and to the room directly next door to press that handwritten note beneath the door for Raven. Tobias, perhaps, failing to understand the level of worry such an adventure might prompt within his fiance as he hurried back to Tetradore's bedroom in turn only to grab those chocolate bars the Fancy Friend had left upon the sofa. Chocolate, it seemed, was the single and only thing the boy had considered packing as he hurried to follow behind his companion and down into the garage. Tobias, in that moment, oblivious to his brothers considerations of the futility of this very endeavour as he settled into the passenger seat of the Agera. That chocolate safely placed between them as the car roared into life. Tobias, even now, seeming to delight in the sheer thrill of riding within that car and within his favoured seat.

His own dark gaze turned briefly away from Tetradore to peer towards the readily lightning sky. Dawn sure to break within the next half hour or so. Even Tobias so readily understanding that day time was by far the safest time to flee a vampire. That daylight robbing Risque off her ability to move for hours- affording them a veritable head start. Tetradore's efforts to steer that car to the right and the outskirts of the city suddenly seeing the boys hand reach forward to touch his companions arm and draw his attention. Tobias' head shaking once more.

"No. Not...that way. She will....look that way....first. Other....cat went....that way. She found her..."

That Tobias remembered the escape attempts of another of Risques 'employees' during his time within Syn was decidedly clear. More so, the Leopards very affinity for so understanding the patterns within another's behaviour (even if he so hardly recognised his own talent) readily saw him assure Tetradore in turn that to the right would be the first place Risque would go. It was, after all, the most direct route out of town. The most obvious choice. Tobias instead pointing to the left and up into the mountains. Those winding roads leading deeply up into that forest before eventually giving way to those open roads and desert-like landscape on the other side that went for miles and miles.

"She will not expect us to.....go towards....home."

Neither man had mentioned that family home to one another since the night it had been burned down all those years ago and yet it was in the direction of those charred remains Tobias so intended to have them go all the same. The boy settling back within his seat as Tetradore changed the direction of the car then. The Agera readily picking up speed now, that city flashing rapidly past them before they hit that mountain road. The city so at last beginning to draw further and further away within the rearview mirror.

"How far....will we...go today?"

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