Tobias was content to simply watch that interaction between mother and son. The man so hardly seeking to interrupt in any sense, a soft huff of air blown upward to remove the shaggy hair briefly from his eyes before it fell back into place as Raven bent to scoop Rhett up and into her arms. The young woman's sudden insistence that, perhaps, he required a bow for his hair was met with an abrupt frown. Tobias inclined to stare with discontent at his mate before his head shook with a simple and yet firm insistence.

"Bow....for girls."

His words held no room for argument. Tobias was distinctly sure of this very thing. After all, some things were for boys, some things were for girls. The things could not be mixed up or confused. Tobias was nothing if not certain of their very place within the world. Bows were for girls. Such a thing was indisputable. Tobias was content to afford his mate a near judgemental look- as if such a thing should surely be known by her. Yes. Raven knew about boys and girls he was sure. Boys did not have bows. Raven's hand reached easily outward to ruffle his hair in a gesture near teasing, Tobias wholly content to permit that very touch. A thing allowed by so very few. Tobias moved to follow the pairinto that bedroom all the same, his own dark gaze widening slightly as he eyed that change to the bedroom and the blanket fort Raven had constructed. His fractured mind so momentarily struggling to comprehend that very thing as it worked to place those jagged pieces within itself and form some facet of understanding to connect that action and Rhett's clear delight as Raven made some effort to explain. Her words, perhaps, helped to form some of those bridges. Tobias querying whether or not that cave was for sleeping. His ability to connect the two, perhaps, vastly more impressive than his lack of remembering that very idea had been his own to begin with.

Raven's assurance that he was correct seemed to bring about a clear pleasure within the deviant. Tobias daring to allow that simper to find his lips for several moments before that look faded as abruptly as it began. That oddity of emotion had always been present within the man. Rhett, for his part, seemed to squeal in delight at the sight of that fort as Raven guided him toward it before helping him out of his clothes and into his pajamas while insisting Tobias chose a book. The leopard's gaze shifted toward the bookshelf, Tobias long ago having given up an real attempt to learn to read beyond those most basic of words. Phones, after all, allowed him the use of emoji's. Tobias having very near mastered that picture based chat speak even if only Tetradore so often seemed to understand his parade of various images that held seemingly no connection to one another. It was the colors of those books that seemed to draw the deviants attention, Tobias reaching for that blend of blues and blacks that decorated the spine before passing it to his mate. Whether or not he truly understood just which book he selected remained to be seen and yet- Raven was nothing short of satisfied as she settled to read. Tobias content to merely watch over the pair, his gaze content to follow the shadows upon the wall. Those words Raven uttered that so seemed to sooth the infant holding little meaning to the shaggy haired boy. His mind so merely appreciating that rhythmic voice before, at last, she declared the story done and sought to summon him from the room- those lights flicked out behind them.

Tobias moved to step out of the doorway as Raven closed that door behind, his gaze turned near expectantly to her as she spoke. Only for that mention of his hair,once more, to prompt a scowl to his features. His head shook notably.

"No. No cut. Not....want to. Like it....like this. Yes."