It is only Nadya's hand upon his own that so seems to distract the man from his determined assassination of the jack-in-the-box toy that sees a look of marked displeasure resting upon his youthful features, the pregnant woman's determination to pull him away earning her a scowl in turn as he reluctantly allows himself to be steered away as Nadya speaks, the onslaught of words offered to him seeming to render his feet immobile now as he merely stares blankly towards her- the way a load screen seems to appear upon a computer still attempting to understand that last request made upon it. He cannot walk and think all at once it would seem, each word she has offered turned about within his mind as those fathomless dark eyes narrow beneath that thickened fringe of hair that forever seems to hang within them.

"I am not...scared of a...toy!"

That she has implied he somehow fears the jack-in-the-box has evidently upset the boy, one foot stamped into the ground like a petulant child for Naddy daring to have suggested that h fears anything, even despite the reaction he had given to the play thing only moments ago. He loathes to have any form of short coming pointed out, her mention of his reaction seeming to result in a rapid display of agitation now before her mention of words he cannot say seem to halt him entirely, head tilted now to one side, dark folds of hair falling to tangle within his gaze once more.

"Kittens can...hear in there?"

He merely moves to pointed towards her belly now, evidently having (at last) come to accept the conclusion that this is where such kittens exist although the matter of how or why remains a mystery to him entirely, still assured that Nadya had consumed them at one stage or another. As to what words he can or cannot say the man seems at a lose once more entirely, entirely displeased with the onslaught of rules that have just been placed upon him, determined that he will run such things by Tetra upon his return home, assured that Nadya may well be lying to him about such things as he simply nods, mind having learned that with Nadya it is simply easier to simply nod- even if he does not understand. Claws however, seems to earn the woman a response, the boy moving to lift one hand, clawed fingers evidently clear as he moves to retract them, though not remove them entirely- determined, it would seem, to be defiant to a certain extent despite the pheromones that exist in a natural state about the woman seeming to sooth him all the same into something more agreeable.

"They...do not sound...fun."

It is more a huff, if anything, the boy moving to march off after her once more, allowing himself to be taken to the aisle of coloured blocks and soft toys, rubber chew bars and sound-inducing objects that seem to delight him all the same, his own eyes widening with clear intrigue before Nadya moves to lift up the set of rubber keys- his own hands reaching for them. The coloured rubber seems to awe him entirely- like any child, fingers rubbing over the thick coloured rubber as Nadya proceeds to point to beds and mobiles- this entire experience seemingly overwhelming to the man whom continues to cling to the rubber keys before pointing back towards the cribs.

"They go in....that cage?"

He is, perhaps, not entirely incorrect with his assumption in this regard, confused gaze drifting back to Nadya once more. He is out of his depth, the situation foreign, confusing, difficult for the boy to understand as his fingers suddenly proceed to ring together in a mimic of Biride herself, having developed this behaviour in response to her own, the man seeming almost nervous as he moves to wander towards the mobiles. The music, it would seem is something of a distraction, mind suddenly seeming focused upon this single thing, fingers reaching up to stroke the animal shapes, the boy seeming to have found a zoo themed mobile that holds all his attention now, readily humming the melody he has seemingly instantly learned to mimic.

"This one....I like."

A grin of sorts is offered to his companion now as he continues to touch the zebra and lion and antelope figures, delighting in the patterns of the animals coats.....before rather suddenly doing just as Nadya had instructed him, lifting the keys to his mouth and stuffing them within, pausing for several moments to chew before rather suddenly....swallowing. That he has just downed an entire set of rubber keys seems to have attracted the attention of one rather irate staff member whom pauses only long enough to demand Nadya pay for them.

"They do...not taste...that good. I do like those."

He is simply off once more, the mobile seeming capable of holding his interest no longer as he moves to return to the toys now, abruptly seating himself upon the floor beside them, reaching for the first set of blocks, beginning to stack them suddenly as if nothing else within the room matters as if he has decided...suddenly- that nothing else exists, that nothing else matters other then this selection of toys. His mind has seemingly reverted entirely to...something else, his decision over the mobile seeming to have used his last reserve of sanity- at least for this moment, as he reaches for the next toy- a farm set. One he instantly begins to arrange about the floor in front of him- so much so that he hardly notices the approach of the girl, barely more then four years old whom has wandered away from her mother and taken a seat beside him, attracted perhaps, by the 'adult' playing with the farm set as one dark eye rolls sideways, claws rapidly extended from his fingers once more in a clear indication of the impending attack.

Can I play?

For a moment the boy is merely left staring, attempting to perceive this....kitten beside him as blue eyes look expectantly towards his own and Tobias seems to waver so dangerously between animal and man- this pivotal moment seeming to extend for several more seconds before he moves to hand her a toy cow, pointing now to the paddock he has arranged for it.

"There."

It is only one word and yet, children often understand such things, the girl readily taking the cow to place it within the assigned pen, animal after animal handed to her as Tobias simply directs as to where it is going, busily arranging the farm as he sees fit in this near utterly silent communication that occurs. Children are simple- children are easy. They do not force their beliefs or opinions upon him. They do not judge, they do not scold and in those few moments the Leopard seems almost content, oblivious to the child's mother appearing beside Nadya.

Is that your husband? He's wonderful. Are you expecting your first together?

The evidently pregnant woman came to rest beside Nadya now, offering a pleasant smile all the same as Tobias' dark gaze lifted at last to Naddy once more, hand moving to hold up a large crinkly cube to the panther, each surface made of a different material.

"I...like this too...this is....safe...yes? Is good to...touch. Touch it."

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push