Oswald watched as Toby made his way over to him. Oswald had been sitting alone in one of the few places that people weren’t horribly close to. “You know,” he said, once Toby was within earshot, “I’ve been glaring at people and snarling at them and telling them to buzz off all day so that they wouldn’t come over here and try to sit by me.” He paused and considered the other. “But you can sit if you want.”