Tobias drove his car through the bustling city streets, his foot heavy on the gas pedal, weaving in and out of traffic with an air of determination. Despite the urgency of his driving, his relaxed demeanor remained unshaken, a stark contrast that caught Talon's attention.
As they sped towards their destination, Tobias turned to Talon with a calm yet urgent tone. "Talon, could you grab the suitcase from the back? I've prepared an outfit for you tonight."
"Okay."
"Why just 'okay'?"
Talon looked at him with a hint of confusion. "So?" he asked.
Tobias's firm tone left no room for argument as he stated, "Change into it now. We won't have time when we get there, so you'll need to be ready in the car."
"Are you kidding me, Tobias?" Talon asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
"Yes, I am. You don't need to worry. I'm normal," Tobias reassured him with a half-smile.
"Are you serious?" Talon pressed, still incredulous.
