[gazing out at nothing, where he can clearly picture the image that Tonic is summoning forth, Tek wrinkles his nose.]
Can you even imagine how that would look with my skin tone? Awful. [he would look even more dead than he already does.
and then there is another one of those pauses in conversation--a juncture where he must decide whether to continue the casual back-and-forth line that they happen to be on, or veer off down some other path. Tonic will at least have the hanging momens of silence and visible way that Tek is mulling something over in his head as a warning.
they seem to be on a little kick of honesty, right? he should probably leave well enough alone, but there is one thing that is still eating away at his curiosity. so, he makes a leap. first glancing over at Tonic's augmented arm, and then up to his face.]
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Can you even imagine how that would look with my skin tone? Awful. [he would look even more dead than he already does.
and then there is another one of those pauses in conversation--a juncture where he must decide whether to continue the casual back-and-forth line that they happen to be on, or veer off down some other path. Tonic will at least have the hanging momens of silence and visible way that Tek is mulling something over in his head as a warning.
they seem to be on a little kick of honesty, right? he should probably leave well enough alone, but there is one thing that is still eating away at his curiosity. so, he makes a leap. first glancing over at Tonic's augmented arm, and then up to his face.]
What happened to your body?