JUNE 2, Y109
Funny how it only took a couple of days for the cabin to feel horribly empty again...
Ozma paced from one end of the tiny cottage to the other, arms rapidly switching between being folded against his chest, and tucked nervously in his pockets, and hanging listlessly at his sides. There was nothing to do, really. The cabin was devoid of life and mess. The bed was bare, and there were dust covers on the furniture, because nobody was here. He and Robin had made the choice to go wandering for perhaps the entire summer. They'd packed up everything important and tossed it all on the back of a wagon, along with the two cats, and the dog. The horses were handsomely pulling the whole load.
Ozma wished he was with them, but he supposed he'd gotten the whole day on the road with Robin. They'd woken to crystal clear, blue, cloudless skies as far as the eye could see, and emerald green fields sprawling in every direction. He'd spent the morning quietly reveling in the beauty of their surroundings, and the afternoon had been loud with laughter and good feelings. Ozma had put the prospect of meeting Toby out of his mind until the sun started to dip in the sky and he'd broached the subject with Robin shyly, silently pleading for an excuse to just... not.
Sorry, Toby. No can do. Robin said so - it's not my fault.
Of course, Robin had been entirely understanding and had brooked no complaints, so... here Ozma was, listening to the sound of an approaching engine. The snap of a car door.
The crunch of approaching footsteps on the gravel. His heart started to throb hard and he took a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut. Ozma realized absently that he didn't have anything to offer Toby. The cupboards were completely bare.
Heading to the door, he pulled it open. He didn't try to mask his uncomfortable, nervous expression or the way his eyes weren't lingering on hers for more than few seconds at a time. "Hello. Come in." Ozma moved away from the door and headed straight for the couch, awkwardly pulling off the dust cover. "Sorry. Robin and I left a few days ago. Just... getting out of the way for a few weeks. Maybe a few months. But it felt better to meet here than anywhere else." At his side, Eir studied Toby silently, ears slightly pinned, but not entirely. Just... nervous. Not unlike Ozma.