[what a fascinatingly terrible proposition. he wonders (not for the first time, honestly) if Tek is just a spy for the Capitol, or maybe even the King of Eyes... because he would be very, very good at it.
Tek gets to watch Tonic measure the pros and cons, tapping his fingernail against the stone table while maintaining unsettling, constant eye contact. eventually, his thinking ends in a crooked smirk.]
All right. I accept the terms, and I propose that if you lose...
[that smirk turns into a cheeky half-grin again.]
You have to come buy something from my store.
[he doesn't actually need further stakes, or another customer... the information is gain enough for him. but if nothing else, it's a nice excuse to get Tek to come interact with him again some other time.]
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Tek gets to watch Tonic measure the pros and cons, tapping his fingernail against the stone table while maintaining unsettling, constant eye contact. eventually, his thinking ends in a crooked smirk.]
All right. I accept the terms, and I propose that if you lose...
[that smirk turns into a cheeky half-grin again.]
You have to come buy something from my store.
[he doesn't actually need further stakes, or another customer... the information is gain enough for him. but if nothing else, it's a nice excuse to get Tek to come interact with him again some other time.]