Tobias smiled at the greeting he got from his dear husband, shaking his head fondly, "It is utterly endearing how eager you are to know where I am, and if I am close. Can't you sense me? Surely your ears are burning or something like that, since I have been thinking about you for a while now," He waited at a crossing, watching for cars, the light not so much the indicator for when he would walk but rather an open space in traffic, "I am out and about, as you say, and am about a five minute walk from where you are. Ten, perhaps, if I doddle," A fond laugh came from Tobias over the glasses issue, "Of course it is not about glasses, love, I would never suggest such a thing, you do me injustice to say as much. So there."