Sapphire Eyes and Sunlight Smiles.

"You're what- Five? Six years old?"

Tubbo was wary of the man in front of him. Sam had given him enough lessons of Stranger Danger, and he was not afraid to stand up for himself if given a chance. Even so, he kept staring at either the ground or the table.

"Eight."

"Wait really?", they ask, seemingly surprised.

"Yeah. Mr Wilbur says I'm small because I don't eat enough."

"Mr- Wilbur?", They ask, cracking a smile. "I'm his friend actually."

Now, this is something Tubbo didn't expect.

(Yeah, Techno doesn't know if he likes the kid or not, but he ain't doin' too shabby with his first impression.)

"Mhm. My name's Technoblade.", Techno replies.

"Really?!", he whisper-shouts, lifting his head up so fast he almost gives himself whiplash.

So THIS is what he's up against?
...

This is his COMPETITION?!
...

HA! He's an anti-social WRECK!
All Tubbo needs to worry about now is how he's going to be friends with him!

'I'm Toby, but you can call me Tubbo.", he smiles.