A part of her was relieved to have described her debilitating fear in such a way that Tobias seemed to understand and accept her, half expecting him to ridicule her for it and yet she was slowly coming to realize that everyone in the Ark had their demons. It was just that they chose to face them together, as a pack. Tetradore's offer was still fresh in her mind, or perhaps it was just an offer of an offer, but regardless he had put it out there and it had scarcely left her mind. Part of her wanted to jump at the chance, but the part of her that had only had to look out for herself still harbored those tendencies. Still, her promise to provide him with those desired sweets keeping her in the moment as she dug them out of that hiding spot, reminding herself to thank Raven later. She may not have realized just how much she risked what relationship she had just begun to form with Tobias by taking a cookie for herself, but it was a rare stroke of luck for the snow leopard and she continued on revealing to the disheveled boy just a glimpse of her history.

She couldn't help but notice Tobias seemed enthralled at the idea of where she came from, and as she gave a simple description of her old home. His gaze widened, his posture straighter than it had been as he focused on her words. She couldn't miss how he moved slightly further from his perch on the bar which she could only take as a positive sign. Still she didn't anticipate his near obsession with the her offhanded mention of the states moniker. She simply nodded along as he repeated it over and over, fully believing him when he finally stated he would remember. "I'm glad." A simple response, but she was honestly touched he was so set on remembering such a minute detail about her. While she had no desire to return where she had run from, it was still a part of her.

Her inquiry about his past however seemed to give him a bit of pause, a shadow crossing his troubled face. What she did not expect was his answer, her gaze following the motion of his hand and towards those mountains that hovered on the horizon. She wasn't sure if he was literally from there, or only some place similar to it, but it did tell her he had been with Tobias and his sister since he was young. She had known Nadya only fleetingly as her old boss and the one chance encounter in the Ark, but her absence since her return had been notable. However Tobias only seemed to grow more concerned, his brow furrowing in concentration as he seemed to search for the necessary words so desperately. While she wasn't entirely sure of the disheveled man, she knew to be patient until he worked it out. Eventually the words came, stilted as they were as they painted a somewhat broken picture of his early life. As he mentioned his parents passing her face fell slightly, while her own relationship with her parents had been more than strained at least they were still alive. "I'm sorry to hear that." Her voice was soft, but Tobias hardly seemed bothered by it, no doubt it having happened so long ago that its effects were extremely muted in the present.

Instead he so quickly switched the topic, as she was beginning to realize he was rather prone to do, she was still trying to decide if it was intentional to keep her off her guard or simply the way his mind worked. Odds were it was probably both. His question about who she favored most had her wading into dangerous waters no doubt, but she hedged her bets slightly by stating she liked everyone. Of course, she couldn't help but say that Raven being extra helpful may have edged the rest of them out a bit. "She is, we're lucky to have her." Tobias of course would feel that way about his wife and mate, but Carolina certainly felt it about her friend. Having friends was still a growing notion to the young woman after a life of so much solitude.

Naturally the topic shifted once more at the dark leopard's whim, his sudden query about her feelings regarding vampires near the last thing she expected. She was honest with him, however, only one of the night dwellers ever being around enough to make an impression on her and it is not like she could call him a friend. For once, however, her answer seemed to displease him as he grew rather agitated, his hand slamming against the bars solid surface with such force that the sound reverberated around the metal chamber of the ship's hull. His words were more broken in his displeasure, but she caught them none the less until that last near vicious word left his mouth. There was no doubt left that he dd not care for them, and it seemed of little cost for Carolina to agree with him. Her hands raised almost defensively as he seemed to continue to snarl slightly, "Ok, ok, no vampires." She conceded with a sigh, but she couldn't help daring to ask her next question. "Why do you not like them?" Perhaps it was that fabled feline curiosity but she couldn't help herself from asking.

Still Tobias seemed to shake off his distemper as fluidly as he did everything else, that rather devious grin returning as he turned his gaze towards her once more. Her hands moved to her hips almost in anticipation of what she thought might be coming, head titled to one side as he made his final proposition. This, no doubt, was the most important question he had asked her so far and the one which apparently hinged on regaining control of her bar with enough time to get ready for tonight's crowds. Her pink lips pursed thoughtfully as she studied him, munching rather self-satisfied look on his face. Her mind spun into high gear before alighting on what she considered the best and only choice, a smile lighting up her delicate features. "Hold that thought," she near purred as she twirled and disappeared into the kitchen. No doubt she had left him intrigued, or at least she hoped she had, as she stepped into the large refrigerator in the back of the kitchen and rummaged about until she found what she was looking for. Hiding the glass behind her back she stepped back out into the bar, almost dancing back towards him before setting a tall, cold glass of milk on the bar next to him. She stepped back, one hand resting on her hip naturally as she looked over at him with her face a mixture of nervous and confident awaiting his reaction.