Tobias wasn't doing much, but the boy brought the horse and started preparing it. Tobias watched quietly, wondering if the guy would leave now.

Anthony kept observing them calmly, until the boy brought a horse out and suddenly he wasn't very calm anymore. He stepped back a bit to observe from a safe distance, and he was honestly considering leaving at this point. He waited, feeling a bit uncomfortable, now.

Tobias turned when he felt the man step back. He quirked a brow at him but didn't say anything.

Anthony fidgeted restlessly, and averted his gaze. "Right," he said, breaking the silence. "well, I think I...have to go."

Tobias suppressed the urge to sigh in relief. "Alright... well... have a nice day..." A man, meanwhile, brought out the cart and the man and boy harnessed the horse.

Anthony nodded awkwardly and stood in place for a moment, before just turning and speedwalking away as quickly as possible.

When Tobias drove his cart out of the yard and through the street, he nearly hit Anthony. He stopped. "Sorry."

Anthony was just minding his own damn business and walking away when that happened. He yelped, more from surprise than anything else, stopped in his tracks, took a step back, and then stopped in his tracks yet again. He stared at Tobias. Was that on purpose? He felt like that was on purpose. "Cunt."

Tobias was embarrassed and rather startled by the near accident, but his mood changed to utter shock when he heard Anthony's vulgar language. "It was an accident. I'm sorry. You're not hurt, are ye?"

Cunt. Anthony looked at him in silence, tried to walk away, tripped, fell, and twisted his ankle. He got back on his feet and tried to act all cool and apathetic about it all but he was embarrassed and also in big pain, so that was difficult. "No! Fuck off!"