Tobias paid for the books, buying a bookmark too, having a thing about folding and creasing pages in a book. It bothered him in an odd way, so he bought a bookmark, as he was fairly certain that he did not have one at home. With his purchases in hand, along with the left over pizza in the box and Lily in tow he lead the way out the store and back up onto the street.<br/><br/>Again, Tobias lead the way through the city in his own special way. Back alleys and side streets, affording the least amount of traffic but allowing them to still see some of the nicest parts of the city. Such as the old and forgotten church, with its beautiful stained glass windows and marble trim. Tobias sometimes snuck into the building on late night runs, just to sit somewhere quit and be alone but at the same time not. Odd, though it may sound but he always did feel as if there was a presence in there with him. Not in a creepy stalker kind of way, but just a comforting presence there with him.<br/><br/>Tobias has never been one for religion, at least not in the organized sense, but there have been occurrences in his life where he knew someone had to have been watching his back. To him everything happened for a reason and those times back in the war, the reason he had not died yet was because he had a purpose yet to fulfill. At least, this is what he told himself, it helped just enough to make his guilt over living when the rest of his platoon died. When it was his time Tobias knew there would be nothing that he could do and a part of him welcomed the end. Welcomed when the pain would end and the dreams would stop.<br/><br/>From the church he took her to a full wall<a class="postlink" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1305/615636728_552c257c85.jpg">mural</a>that he was particularly fond of. Standing before it he looked up at it with a sad smile, his hand reaching out to touch the old stone, fingers brushing through the grim that covered the faded paint. â€œSometimes, you forget why you fight...â€ he said softly not really to anyone in particular just aloud before he took a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh and looking to Lily with a sad smile.<br/><br/>â€œIce cream is just around the corner,â€ Tobias said with a nod of his head in the direction it was. Taking the lead once again he allowed his fingers to remain on the wall dragging them lightly across the picture, tiny chips of paint falling in his wake as they walked on.<br/><br/>At the Ice Cream parlor again, Tobias held the door open for her, waiting for her to enter before he followed in behind her. He took care to not brush past her as he went to the counter of the small, rather quaint shop. It was off the beaten path a bit, but had some of the best ice cream in the city in his opinion. All organic and natural flavors, every spoonful just a burst of flavor.  He pointed to the menu for Lily's sake as he knew what he wanted, never really changing his routine on what he got when he came in. He might feel random and order like a shake or a sundae, but it was usually a cone and three scoops of his favorite ice cream; chocolate with peanut butter cups mixed into it.<br/><br/>When Lily made her selection, he placed the order, paid and stopped Lily from heading to a table, â€œWe are going to eat this out at the park. Don't worry its not too far from here so we don't have to worry about it melting on usâ€ he smiles at her, having the guy put lids on the ice cream cups and packing them up in a bag which he handed to Lily to carry. With their treats in hand he once again leads them outside and heads toward the park.<br/><br/>It does not take them long at all to reach the green grassy hills, trees and all that signify a park. There are people off near where the playground is and some down by the small pond but for the most part it was empty; just as Tobias had hoped. Though he did not plan on them going where the people generally hung out anyway but still it was nice to not have to worry about the random rogue frisbe interrupting them.<br/><br/>Leading her to secluded spot beneath a large willow tree Tobias set down the his bag with the book and then set the pizza on top. Knowing he was going to have to keep on it least some ants make a party on their pizza.  Sitting down beside the box, he rests his back against the tree then holds his hand up to Lily, as if to help her sit down should she take it.<br/><br/>â€œCome on, sit with me,â€ he said to her with a smile, having figured that the shade would be enough so that she could remove the extra layers of clothes and not be worried about the sun hurting her or making her sick, depending on how her allergy worked.