Oh boy did this pizza smell delicious! His diet had gone to hell since coming to this place, but Tora was loving every minute of it. The food here was about as nutritious as a boot, but it tasted absolutely superb. Greasy, covered in cheese and sauce, and a garlic bread crust. He'd have to learn how to make pizza like this, his was always so bland. While he could most certainly cook for himself he typically opted not to, it was time consuming and he was impatient, he'd rather put something in the microwave for five minutes than bake something for fifty. After politely scarfing down his first slice he washed it down with a gulp of his soda, smiling contently as he reached for his second slice. Ah, to hell with acting like he was at home, this wasn't the castle. He wasn't in Elawein, and the Queen wasn't going to berate him for getting a crumb of food out of place. He was among 'normal' people, civilians, he could act as he pleased so long as he was moderately polite. So no belching, passing gas, and no obscenely large bites of food. In the midst of eating his meal he couldn't help but overhear Jocelyn once more, or rather, her thoughts. She was musing about his fascination with her, still utterly confused as to what his draw was. Besides the obvious physical attraction it was his job, not that she could know that. It was fun, watching her toss over trying to solve the mystery.

"Ouch...? Animal control? I'll have you know I'm not a wild animal. I'm potty trained, I don't bark, and I'm great around kids," Tora joked, playing off the insult with a grin. "Won't you keep me then Jocelyn? I make an awesome guard dog." Ah, if only she new the irony of the last bit. Chuckling at his private pun he resumed munching on his pizza, still rather hungry. Three slices ought to hold him over until breakfast, and he could always cook something up when he got home too. Still working through his second he once more was treated to a 'behind the scenes' look at Jocelyn. Jeez, that girl needed to learn to control her telepathy, it was going to land her in some serious trouble one of these days. Of course he couldn't resist listening in, wanting to know exactly what was passing through her mind. He was definitely on the chopping block now, she was beginning to pick apart and scrutinize every bit of his story. Sure, it was definitely suspicious, he wasn't going to deny that. What reason could he possibly have for lying though? Just stick to his guns and you'll be fine, he told himself. When the bit about aliens came up he nearly lost it, snorting as he stopped drinking from his soda quickly and covering his mouth in case he ended up spitting. Seriously, an alien, THAT was her grand deduction? The holes in his story could be explained later, if need be, he'd think up of more information as required. At the present he couldn't be bothered to plot though, nearly losing his supper over Jocelyn's absurd line of thinking.

Hearing the phone go off Tora made no move to try and answer it, excitedly working on his third slice of pizza now. He almost wanted to abscond with a fourth, but Jocelyn had her attention back on him near instantly. Having her aunt on the phone seemed to fluster the Princess something terribly, and the look she gave him hinted that she wanted him gone. Well, she already had wanted him gone, now it was a more pressing matter. At first he didn't understand why until Jocelyn graciously shed some light on the situation for him. So she was worried her aunt was going to think they were an item? He couldn't well figure why she might be worried about that, wasn't it a good thing to be in a relationship? Even someone like him wanted to find partner, even if he'd never outright admit it. Again he drew a similarity between himself and the Princess, even if it might be a shot in the dark. In a way it was a good thing she hadn't found anyone here to her liking. Once she was filled in on the situation she'd be taken home, and coming back here would happen rarely if ever. Maintaining a relationship was hard work, so he heard, let alone a relationship that literally crossed worlds. Once she was back home then she could worry about finding somebody. Then again, figuring how Eslaria operated Jocelyn most likely had some guy waiting for her. That was even more miserable than not having somebody, having to be with someone you couldn't care for. Definitely not a ton of envy in that regard.

After having his fill and exchanging a brief goodbye with Jocelyn Tora was shown out, courtesy of Aidan. He'd opted to walk himself home but the guy would hear none of it, and so he ended up getting a ride home. It wasn't favorable, having someone know where he lived, he'd prefer to stay off the radar. He supposed Aidan was trustworthy though, being Jocelyn's brother and all, at least he could be crossed off the list as a potential threat. Unlike the rest of the day where Tora had been talking near incessantly the ride to his apartment was comparatively silent, only small conversation being had between the boys. Simple questions here and there, with the bits about Jocelyn being more or less innocent in their nature. He still needed to be in good graces in order to come over again, it was the best way to watch over the Princess, so he made a conscious effort to hold off on any crude remarks. Since it was a small town it took hardly ten minutes to get to his home, it would have been even shorter a ride if not for traffic. With farewell pleasantries out of the way Tora went into the apartment complex, a moderately nice place just a few blocks from the local part. His room in particular was down in the basement, tucked off in the back right corner of the structure. About a simple as can be, the main room was both the family room and the bedroom, his queen sized mattress tucked up against the far wall on a hand-me-down condition bedframe. There was a dresser for his clothes, a television and tablebox on top of a low end table, and a sofa to relax in. Aside from that the room was fairly empty. Hanging on the white plastered walls was some painting that he'd gotten upon arriving, a housewarming gift that he hung up for the hell of it. Off through a side door was the kitchen, and beyond that the laundry room and restroom. Slumming it was pretty accurate, though it could definitely be worse.

Taking a look at the clock and reading 7:00 PM he sighed, a little disappointed it wasn't quite time to retire just yet. Tora was tired at this point, having had a busy day getting acquainted with both the school and the Princess. He couldn't sleep yet, not for a few hours more anyways. Jocelyn had to be watched over as often as humanly possible, and until his eyelids began to droop he was capable of protecting her. Time to work, and time to get out of this dorky little getup he had. Taking off his mock glasses he dropped them on the bed, opening up the closet and taking out a duffel bag with his belongings inside. In a few minutes he had changed into a pair of black denim jeans, held up by a brown leather belt, a gray wool shirt, a black button up jacket with a high collar and gray trim and a pair of black fingerless gloves. Tora also slipped a thin corded string over his head, hanging his charm on his neck as he always did. It was a small pendant, two blue and two red gems imbedded in it in a checkered pattern. He didn't know what it was for, or why his mentor had always told him to keep it, but he assumed it was a good luck charm or something. Trading in his sneakers for a pair of boots he was just about ready to go, though he still needed his weapon. At the bottom of the duffel bag, hidden by the clothes was a red cloth container, some three and a half feet in length, barely contained by the bag. A black strap was sewn to the side of the bag, which he readily slung over his right shoulder. Hopefully he didn't need this tonight, but better safe than sorry. Leaving his clothes laid out on the floor he snatched his keyring off the end table, stepping out of the room and locking up. He'd not be back any time soon, probably best to make sure no one could get inside. Slipping the keys into his pocket he hurried to the stairwell and out of the building, taking the side entrance before stepping out onto the sidewalk again. Making sure Aidan was well gone he sighed, inhaling then before starting to jog briskly back in the direction of Jocelyn's house. He'd find a decent place to set up and relax at for a few hours, just until he was positive that she was fine and could be left on her own. Hopefully that didn't take too long.