Goddammit, he's supposed to be able to walk away from this. Toby presses a finger into his temple to work out the tension already building there.

"Because I bloody can." He turns to glare at Dorian, snapping at the man as he continues. "What does it matter to you, anyway? I finally do this at the wrong moment for you so you notice enough to care? I cut off your supply, and you get upset because no one else is around to give you a hit?"

What is he doing? This is useless. Toby throw a hand up and turns away again. "It doesn't matter. She's fine. She's not hurt me or done anything untoward. Get off it already and take care of yourself today." It's all the action the man's getting unless Sin comes home early.