Chris didn't need to look to the door to know Toby was there-he could feel the awkward from where he was sitting. Whiping the back of his hand against his mouth, he coughed and leaned his head back against the wall, closing his eyes. He thought of asking the man what happened, but that could easily get him a lie. All he recalled from the day before was being angry, being at a bar, then brief snatches after that. He thought he was angry about Tobias not being there in the morning, but the man was there this morning...Had they made up? Had the man explained himself? It was official, Chris was frustrated over not being able to remember if he had worked things or not and he scrubbed at his face with his hand.
"Morning," He decided to break the ice because it was getting damn frigid in the room with the silence.