Toby watched the man warily, eyes going from the empty bottle, to the sway in his posture, to the bandaged hand, and suddenly, he had an easy in. He stepped forward slowly, but this time with purpose, reaching for Chris' bandaged hand.
"What happened to your hand?" He gave the rest of the man a quick glance; nothing else seemed damaged too bad, so he couldn't have been in a fight. Toby tried to meet Chris' eyes, wanting to see if he could get the connection, if Chris would still let him that close.