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Tobias doesn't like Metropolis all that much, but it's not as bad as it could be. After all, it's not really a... metropolis. Not a bustling one. Sure there are tons of refugees, but that's just a drop in the bucket of what the city is designed to handle.

He's spent the past few days watching Rachel work out. She runs hard, practices gymnastics, and generally pushes herself. He's not surprised by the pushing, but it's new to see her working out her human body. Not that he disagrees with her reasoning, of course.

And it's been nice just to be near her again. He feels like the three years without her were a bad dream.

He's been out hunting, and now he's gliding back to their most recent crash space.

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Her shoulders tense, but then relax.

It's a different voice than shes had before.

"Long enough." Five months. "Why?"

It's not defensive. If anything, it's protective.

The way his wings rise and fall might make someone think of a shrug. It's a very un-birdlike gesture.

It really, really is.

Jo's head tilted, eyes narrowing on him with wary curiosity.

"You worried about her?"

<Should I be?> Tobias has had plenty of practice, so it isn't hard for him to convey a challengingly raised eyebrow with tone alone..

Jo's not the best person to ask that of.

But she was the one asked, so.

"Nope."

<So you know her pretty well,> Tobias says, voice neutral. Of course it's usually neutral, so that doesn't mean much.

"Yes."

Jo'd like to think so.

In fact, she'd kind of like it to be more true than than where it is.

<So you've known her a while,> Tobias clarifies.

"I found her when she was new in."

This isn't exactly an answer to his clarification.

That doesn't stop it from being entirely honest, either.

<Ah.>

Because that's a useful thing to say.

Jo may not have covered that flicker of an amused smile.

She may not have been really trying.

"Have any more questions?"

Another wing-lifting shrug.

That's it.

For now.

Jo could handle that.

It easy for a lifetime bar girl.

"So, you're from her world. Same universe and time line?"

He bobs his head. <Three years after she... left.>

Jo's shifted her hand in her pocket.

"She was just gone?"

Well, wasn't that different from Milliways.

Stupid apocalypse verse.

<No.>

He doesn't elaborate.

Jo's mouth opened.

Only to close promptly.

She tilted her head, blinking, as her mouth firmed.

Then she reached up a hand and dug it into her hair, running her fingers along her scalp, as she looked off at a tree over to his left.

"Maybe not as well as I thought."

He bobs his head again.

That's a common feeling when you spend time around Rachel.

He doesn't even discount what her guess might be.

She'd like that not to bother her more. It still does.

She didn't say anything for about half a minute just watching that tree.

Then theres was a wry lilt to her voice.

"She going to kill you for telling me?"

This was Rachel, after all.

<I didn't tell you anything,> he points out.

Like that would stop Rachel.

"Neither did she," Jo hits back.

Another wing-shrug.

Jo says she knows Rachel. Is she surprised?

The wing-shrug is a strange movement.

Something easier to focus on when he moves.

Jo pursed her lips, tone unhelpfully bland, "She out here?"

<She's around,> Tobias tells Jo unhelpfully.

Jo snorted.

"Helpful."