October
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
A mistake that I don't mind
What's Tobi doing out here, in this part of town? Listen, just because she's a sweet doctor most of the time doesn't mean she doesn't have her vices.
Dressed not unlike Amalia in that she's in leggings and an ensemble that looks fairly plain, Tobi does look far more at home here than the Archangel likely ever will. "Amalia?" Spying the familiar and unique slant of the demigod's cheekbones and her dark eyes, Tobi flashes her a bright smile as she makes her way through the throngs of shoppers.
"I thought that was you." Having not seen Amalia since she stormed out of the Eye's meeting, and then of course not during all of LongNight, the doctor's follow-up is perhaps woefully late, but the look of concern on her face is none the less genuine. "How are you?"
Dressed not unlike Amalia in that she's in leggings and an ensemble that looks fairly plain, Tobi does look far more at home here than the Archangel likely ever will. "Amalia?" Spying the familiar and unique slant of the demigod's cheekbones and her dark eyes, Tobi flashes her a bright smile as she makes her way through the throngs of shoppers.
"I thought that was you." Having not seen Amalia since she stormed out of the Eye's meeting, and then of course not during all of LongNight, the doctor's follow-up is perhaps woefully late, but the look of concern on her face is none the less genuine. "How are you?"
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
Or maybe somewhere down the line
