[Regifortis]

"Sure, I'll just slide on into these." Tobias let his feet bear the weight of his ever-growing body again before slipping his feet into the pair. They were soft and a little fuzzy, probably lined with wool or cotton. The outside was sturdy, like good boots should be. He just hoped walking around with how heavy and bouncing his belly was and would soon be more so didn't wear out the soles.

"Nice!" Tobias wasn't sure what to say: he never was too opinionated on clothing. But these were fine. Now he considered the prospect of a toga. The description seemed a little bizarre, and the fact it was a garb for men and women of the night had implications that were a little too complex to discern. 

"Maybe I'll just try a toga on and see how I like it." He didn't see any other way to handle it.