Shiori was starting to wonder if Haruka was coming; he turned around just in time to see Toby plunge into the sewer. Jolting a little at the loud splash, his eyes widening as he froze on the spot for a few seconds. Undoubtedly, he was trying to register the sudden turn of events in his mind, with little success. Right now, he looked something like a deer caught in the headlights with the expression on his face and all.

The boy's gaze finally stopped wavering and eventually hardened into a rather apathetic look. (Besides, it wasn't as if he had known Toby, anyway - he'd only seen the boy how many times? Once or twice?) [i]Why isn't he resurfacing?[/i] he inwardly wondered, [i]That's... odd...[/i] Shiori just assumed the water was poisonous or something of the sort - after all, what else could it be, anyway? It wasn't like the surface could harden over or anything - that would've just been silly.

Even with that, however, the boy's curiosity remained. So [i]what[/i] if Toby was probably dead? There was probably still something at the end of that hallway, and Shiori was keen to find out what. His spirits had been dampened a little by this, but, after struggling a little, he managed to set his mind straight. 

"...Get up," he said flatly, awkwardly avoiding looking at Haruka as he spoke, "We're going."