Toby chuckled and shrugged a shoulder. "Heavy chemicals give me a headache," he told Regan honestly. "I've always sort of been sensitive to things like that, so I try and save the heavy-duty things for a last resort. I suppose, maybe, I should've come earlier for the sake of the girls, but they've been pleasantly occupied." With Kori. It was a nice change of pace, having some free time and having them occupied.
He was sure the novelty of it would wear off after awhile; he'd miss having his girls around all the time. But for now, Kori was a godsend. By now, he felt like he owed her a lot. Keeping them happy and giving them someone feminine to look up to. "So, while they're at the daycare today, I decided to take care of it once and for all." He shrugged.
Shaking his head no, he shrugged a shoulder. "So am I. Lis has a thicker skin than Em does, but they're both a little bit shaken. I don't know how this person gets all this personal information." Toby hadn't kept the fact that his mother and his ex-wife were gone a secret, no, but he didn't advertise much of anything about his life. So who could know? How could they know? He chuckled awkwardly and nodded his head. "It always seems to be one thing after another," he mused softly. "I could paint over it, but I'd rather just wash it off. Call it symbolic and cathartic."
With a frown, he reached onto the shelf to get similar cleaning supplies for Regan. "A new one, huh?" he asked, irritation etching itself across his features. "I don't know how this person can sleep at night. And then go around during the day and mingle with us like they're not doing anything wrong, you know?" It disturbed him. "People are ungrateful for everything we have around here."
It was nothing like the city here. People should have realized that, and realized how lucky they were for it.