"Cool. what planet?" Toby wasn't going to laugh at her. He'd grown up in Rosewood; land of the pedophiles. He ended up becoming a vampire, and there were all sorts of different species out and about here. What was an alien on top of all of that? Just proof that maybe there was a way off this planet if they continued to destroy it.
Suddenly appearing behind her, he whispered in her ear, "I don't know about that. You smell delicious to me. I didn't save you to feed on you, unless that is what you're into."
Just as quickly, he moved to the couch and flopped down, looking up at her with an amused look and twinkling blue eyes. Some girls found this look endearing. He wasn't sure that Isabel would feel the same. At least riding the storm out with her wouldn't be dull. She was wound a little tight.
So was Spencer and Rebekah. Even in a snow storm, Toby could find the same type of girl. "I'm a vampire. Which you must have suspected when you touched my face and saw that my skin tends to stay the same temperature. Zombies weren't a threat to me, but it looked like they wanted to devour you."