Tory was generally happy when Domnik was around even if he didn't say or necessarily show it. He didn't really know why, not in words, anyway. He wasn't big on the analysing his feelings - that was something chicks excelled at. Like usual, Tory watched Domnik as he moved about, following him to the kitchen without a second thought. His behavior didn't strike him as odd or out of place despite his mom and step dad occasionally shooting him a curious glance. Of course he didn't notice those looks and both parents chalked it up to normal awkwardness of merging their two families together. No one suspected that it could be something else, some sort of trouble or problem slowly unfolding before them. Tory wasn't worried or weirded out in the least. In his mind, he considered Domnik as a nice addition to his life, a sibling he never had. It was exciting to have something new and different.

He sat down without a word and stared at the table for a brief moment before resuming his watching of Domnik who had begun eating the cereal. Tory hadn't placed it out.

"School was ok," Tory finally answered. "I'm doing a book report. It's about this dude who's sort of a pedophile - but like, not the horrible kind but he kidnaps this little girl anyway. But he doesn't hurt her." He paused. "I dunno. It's weird." Tory gave a small smile, "Why was work a bitch?"