The silent Midlander made no indication that he heard the driver when he first called out to the group that they were leaving in five minutes. He had simply vanished from sight after he dropped off the second crate to the merchant.
       Tobias' absence was not long enough for anyone to miss him, though. Or care for that matter. As the driver hops back into his seat, he notices Tobias standing on the opposite side of from where he had been before hopping back up into the wagon.
"Come on then, we're leav--what is that?" the driver asks as he peers down to look at what Tobias was holding. Then the Blonde Hyur notices something immediately different about the man standing on the ground near him--his cheeks were bulged. "Are you eating?"
"Nuu..."
"What are you eatin'?"
"...nuffin?"
"Is...WAS THAT MINE!?" the driver looks over at his bag and sees it noticeably deflated.
"Mmm, noop?"
"So where is mine?!" he protests while showing Tobias the empty bag. To which the hamster-cheeked Hyur shrugs and offers a stuffed smile in response. "Gh..whh..hn...that was supposed to last until the next station! You owe me a meal next stop!"
"Awwrigh'."
"Gah...GET ON THE DAMNED CARAVAN!" the driver huffs exasperatedly.
       Tobias rolls back up from the side of the caravan the same way he made his exit. He makes what may surprise some as a soft, nearly inaudible landing without so much as rocking the wagon again. The still slightly puffy-cheeked Midlander takes out the rest of the food he had not yet consumed, looking quite pleased with himself and pays no attention to anyone for the time being.
       Tobias' absence was not long enough for anyone to miss him, though. Or care for that matter. As the driver hops back into his seat, he notices Tobias standing on the opposite side of from where he had been before hopping back up into the wagon.
"Come on then, we're leav--what is that?" the driver asks as he peers down to look at what Tobias was holding. Then the Blonde Hyur notices something immediately different about the man standing on the ground near him--his cheeks were bulged. "Are you eating?"
"Nuu..."
"What are you eatin'?"
"...nuffin?"
"Is...WAS THAT MINE!?" the driver looks over at his bag and sees it noticeably deflated.
"Mmm, noop?"
"So where is mine?!" he protests while showing Tobias the empty bag. To which the hamster-cheeked Hyur shrugs and offers a stuffed smile in response. "Gh..whh..hn...that was supposed to last until the next station! You owe me a meal next stop!"
"Awwrigh'."
"Gah...GET ON THE DAMNED CARAVAN!" the driver huffs exasperatedly.
       Tobias rolls back up from the side of the caravan the same way he made his exit. He makes what may surprise some as a soft, nearly inaudible landing without so much as rocking the wagon again. The still slightly puffy-cheeked Midlander takes out the rest of the food he had not yet consumed, looking quite pleased with himself and pays no attention to anyone for the time being.
