He held his hands behind his back like a stern professor would while lecturing students. He tilted his head off to one side and strolled towards the same direction. Ashley trailed after him and matched his quick, purposeful pace. The odd thing was that everyone seemed to completely over look them. Tom walked with an aura that exuded significantly restored power; it was hard not to notice. It was probably a repelling charm he cast. He didn't need, nor want, the publicity yet. He was definitely strong again, although not as much as he would be with his soul intact. Still, he was almost himself again. He'd be whole as soon as Ashley found that bloody fucking tree. He would be alright in the meantime.