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"Are you?" He searches my face for the answer, though I'm pretty sure he can see it already.
"Yes."
"What did he do?" There's a hint of exasperation in his voice. One that reminds me I'm talking to Mathias' twin and not just Juliet's boyfriend.
"Did Juliet tell you about sending off my DNA to a site to help find my family?"
"She tells me a lot of things," he hedges masterfully.
"When we got the results, she burst into the room and Mathias said it wasn't what it looked like." Now I'm saying it out loud, it seems like a little bit of a pathetic reason to be annoyed at him, but I can't help it.
"Ah."
"It just made me feel as if I've been reading the whole situation wrong. I'm trying to work out how to just be friends with him, but..."
"You're already in too deep," he finishes for me. "Don't worry, I've been there."
"How did it end?"
A small smile lifts the corners of his mouth. "Well, I'm sitting in her room waiting for her to come back from an errand, so I'd say good."
Ah, he's talking about Juliet. I should have guessed.
"Look, my brother is an idiot sometimes. Scrap that, all people are idiots sometimes. I don't know exactly what he meant when he reacted like that, but I can assure you that he likes you a lot."
"He isn't acting that way," I mutter. I take a sip of coffee, enjoying the rich taste.
"It's been four days of you giving him a slightly cold shoulder and he's already moping about it. Trust me, he's acting that way," Tobias assures me.
"How did Juliet get the wise one of the two of you?" I mutter.
Tobias lets out a loud laugh. "Believe me, she probably doesn't feel the same way. I can be an idiot too. It's part of the Carey charm."
I let out a small laugh, somewhat reassured by his words. "How do I fix this?" I ask.
"Talk to him."
"Aren't you supposed to say making out or something like that?" I counter.
He shrugs. "I mean, it'd probably work, but if you want to really fix it, you're better just having a conversation about the problem. I've met a lot of host's whose problems stemmed from relationship drama, I've picked up a few things from them. One of which is talking about things really does help."
"Ah, so reapers are more mature," I mumble to myself, glad I could confirm what I'd been thinking.
Tobias frowns. "What?"
"Sorry, it was just something I was thinking the other day while Juliet and I were at the Agency. She seemed older than nineteen and I wondered if reapers tended to be more mature because they're around death all the time."
"Hmm. Interesting theory, I've never really thought about it. Ghosts and death have just been part of my life forever, they aren't something I really spend much time thinking about how that affects me. But there are probably some psychology papers on it if it's something that interests you. And if there isn't, perhaps you should become the psychologist who does the study."
"You mean not join the Reaper Guard and do something different?" I wiggle back and forth on the desk chair.
He shrugs. "Why not? You don't have to do this. There are lots of different career paths you can go down. You don't have to settle on the first one you find, especially when you're only just figuring out that you're a reaper."
"Huh."
"There's a career adviser at the academy. Maybe you should make yourself an appointment?" he suggests.
I nod. It sounds like it might be a good idea. I clearly don't know enough about the way the reaper world works. It will be interesting to find out what other options are open to me. "Thanks, I will do."
