[Tonic is very much enjoying observing Tek with a bit of distance... he's usually so zeroed-in on the man's face and posture that he doesn't have much room to enjoy the way that he carries himself, and the relatively reserved way that he interacts with the world, and what it looks like when something is starting to bother him.]
Never? [he gives a small, sympathetic laugh when Tek finally voices his thought.] Not even a little?
[surely, especially with these rich types--someone along the way had to be a painter or a poet or something along those lines.]
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Never? [he gives a small, sympathetic laugh when Tek finally voices his thought.] Not even a little?
[surely, especially with these rich types--someone along the way had to be a painter or a poet or something along those lines.]