Tommy is probably out of commission for the day. Which makes sense, his brother just died, but it also means that Toby needs to focus on work. Tommy can probably deal with watching for mals, at least; he's always liked fighting as an outlet. As long as he doesn't get stupid about it, but then Toby can just suddenly need his help for something. So: Tommy's occupied.

Toby has a pretty good idea of what they need to do, at least. The first step, obviously, is to clean up the blood. That's done. They're going to need to do a full inventory of supplies, mana, and homework; that'll have to be after they've looted Wilbur's room. They need to salvage and repair what they can of the chairs. Ideally they'll find something new to trade, since they don't have Schlatt anymore, but they've been putting that off for a month now, it's not top priority.

He also needs to figure out who still wants to even be in the study group. As far as Wilbur's experiment goes, it's pretty thoroughly failed. No enclave-for-indies anytime soon. Jack and Niki are pretty isolated, at least, they don't have anywhere else to go, and he's not worried about Tommy leaving him anytime soon, but Alex is two years older than most of them and has an in with Tampa. He's... not looking forward to that conversation, but he probably does still have to have it.

The good thing about repairing the chairs Wilbur broke is that, if you fix a broken piece of furniture, you get unquestioned dibs on it. The bad thing about repairing the chairs Wilbur broke is that there are a lot of them, and they're really very broken, and they already sort of had dibs insofar as nothing at their spot was good enough to be competitive among anyone other than indie freshmen.

Still. It's not a very good spot, but none of the spots they'd be able to get are very good, and this one's theirs.

He moves so he and Alex are working on the same chair. "Hey Alex," he says, voice carefully casual, "you're with Karl now, right?"