How long had it been, if Tobias couldn’t even recognise a handsome lad suggesting a bit of mutual entertainment anymore? A long, long time, that was what. A long time, whispered the low rustle of the breeze in the leaves outside. A long time, sang the drip-drip-drip of rainwater, softly, while Tobias sat clear-eyed and sleepless in the dark, listening to the wood.
