Petals laid out in a way that say come follow me are a hard thing for someone as nosy and bored as Toby to completely ignore. He follows the trail until he comes upon Nike fussing with her fabric, an eyebrow arched at her curiously. She doesn't seem quite as "normal" as many of the others he's bumped into in the Nexus, and her question strikes him as one that's curiously not mortal in nature. It gives the vampire a moment of pause before he finds an answer for her.

"Unless a person is wearing a sign, I've no way of knowing about all their other fine qualities." He chuckles at her frustration. It's kind of adorable, if he's being honest. "But humans don't tend to settle purely for looks. They start there, yeah, but if there's enough dissonance between both parties, they're unlikely to stay together. Fight often enough with someone and staying gets hard."

He thinks about that for a moment longer, then adds, "A person being want you need doesn't necessarily make them what you want. The heart's a fickle thing and it doesn't give a damn about how good or bad a person is for you." A couple hundred years of experience and observation has made that abundantly clear to him.