That. Was not a comforting thought. Tobias screams from the sky, what would be a perfectly normal bird sound to anyone else, and takes a quick soar around the general area, before swooping back down and landing on a branch overhead.

<Well, there's a city with some kind of festival going on. For some reason they're selling lots of rodents. Nothing too suspicious on first glance, just a bunch of people celebrating.> He doesn't sound bitter at all.