Tobias held onto the side of the truck with practiced ease, his eyes taking in the familiar scenery of the city. Waving to the few people whom he was on â€œfriendlyâ€ terms with, though all the while aware of the girl whom he had rescued. Which he supposed was an accurate assumption, as he had, rescued her from the streets. Though she did not ask for the help and seemed determined to do it on her own, he could not help but offer his help to her. It was part of what had made him a good Marine, that innate need to protect and help those in need. Which is what he was doing right now, protecting and helping. However, after he fed her, he had no idea what he was going to do with her....<br/><br/>He could take her home...but then he would have her at his home....which was not good. He needed his space. His area. Yet, he could not very well just pat her on the head and send her on her way. Maybe he could get her in touched with a social worker. Have them take her in and help her get on her feet? All of this thinking was starting to give him a headache which was not something he needed right now.<br/><br/>Fortunately for him there was a bit of a distraction.<br/><br/>Frank even slowed the truck, so that he could properly rubber neck at the scene on the beach. Tobias watched with furrowed brow as local and not so local officials combed the beach. Their focus was mainly around a boat, or what was once a boat, for it looked like nothing but water logged twigs now. Normally something like this would not have caught his attention, Tobias was not one to enjoy drama or scenes of accidents. Such things only ever brought back bad memories to him, so he would rather ignore the whole thing all together. It was the non local officials that had him intrigued and peeked his interest.<br/><br/>The lot of them standing about in their suits and sunglasses, trying to not look out of place but of course only making themselves seem more out of place. Tobias was more than pleased when they moved on past the area, glancing over his shoulder at Lily to make sure she was still faring well. Despite the bumpy ride and her rather cumbersome attire, she seemed to be handling the ride well enough. Before long the truck pulled up to the garage and Tobias was off and heading around to cut Frank off.<br/><br/>â€œWhat the!â€ Frank exclaimed as he nearly ran into Tobias, â€œDude, what the fuck? Nearly running me overâ€<br/><br/>â€œYeah, sorry. Was just coming over to tell you I was just going to head out and get some lunchâ€ Tobias nearly blurted out as he stood, so that he blocked the view from the smaller man.<br/><br/>â€œOh, alright just let me punch us out and we can...â€<br/><br/>â€œNo!â€<br/><br/>Frank jumped back a bit from the panicked shout, from the usually cool and collected Tobias, â€œDude, what the fuck is your problem today?â€ he asked eying him suspiciously.<br/><br/>Tobias crossed his arms over his chest, fidgeting a bit as he smiled nervously, â€œYe...yeah, man. I'm fineâ€ clearing his suddenly dry throat. â€œI uh...just was going home....for um lunch. Got...well getting one of those headaches that I get....you know?â€ he stammered poorly through his excuse, it was obvious that Tobias was a poor liar. Though that could be largely due to the fact that he did not like lying to people.<br/><br/>For a long while, or at least that is how it seemed to Tobias, who was literally sweating bullets down his back as he waited for Frank's response.<br/><br/>â€œAlrightâ€ Tobias nearly jumped when Frank began speaking,  â€œI will take care of both our sheets so that you can take off. Hope you feel betterâ€ and with that Frank was heading back to the cab of the truck while Tobias motioned for Lily to get down and follow behind him.<br/><br/>There was silence for however long he had her following him, his heart racing as he continued to think that Frank would suddenly have changed his mind and then came after him. Or maybe Frank had saw Lily and would want to know what Tobias was doing with her, which was a good fucking question because Tobias was not really sure if he even knew what the fuck he was doing. Finally, Tobias stopped to rest with his back against a brick wall, bending a the waist, his hands on his knees as he tried to slow his racing heart. Not to mention ignore the dull pounding that was beginning in his head.<br/><br/>Looking up at Lily though he managed to smile, â€œWell....how does pizza sound?â€ taking a deep breath and letting it out as he stood to his full height once again. â€œI could go for a nice slice, or two, how about you?â€ he asked his voice calmer, though his hands had moved to at least unbutton his jumper so that he could breath a bit better.