Journey showed up as if his name called him, snow clinging to his clothes and boots. From the large splotch on his shirt and the snow clinging to his hair, it looked like someone had hit him in the face with a snowball, then shoved more down his shirt. The Avatar grinned broadly, brushing some of it off of him. "Well then, we all ready?"
Toby arched an eyebrow. "What happened to ya? Fall down a hill?"
"Nothing so complex. Now then, Toby, you have a choice. You can come with us now, or you can go find Derek and invite him. Conner wanted me to grab him as well, but I won't. As someone who can actually find him, you can choose to or not." Journey shrugged, indicating that he didn't care one way or another.
Toby, however, changed dramatically and glared daggers at him. "Bastard," he hissed, then went crow and flew into nothing.