[at first, Tonic had been watching idly, wanting to get a read on the man's initial reaction... but just as this room is more than Tek had expected, Tek's slow, meticulous, almost reverent observations is far more than Tonic could have ever predicted.
quite a few people have seen this room, some of them very smart, very clever--or some of them collectors in their own right, or people who understand the value of objects and space--but none of them have ever looked at it all the same way that Tek is looking at it now. he knows that Tek works in poisons, appreciates the craft, and all that, but... surely, someone with his status and privilege should not be in awe of this, right?
when they finally lock eyes again, Tonic finds his expression hard to read... not because Tek is doing anything to mask it, but because it is conveying painfully honest, complicated emotions that Tonic simply does not have the context to read.
Tonic's own expression is one of open surprise. it could easily slide back into pride, or fear, or bitterness, or gratitude, but for the moment, he simply does not know how he feels, or even how he should feel.]
Why's that? [it seems like kind of a stupid question, but it's the first and only one he thinks of.]
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quite a few people have seen this room, some of them very smart, very clever--or some of them collectors in their own right, or people who understand the value of objects and space--but none of them have ever looked at it all the same way that Tek is looking at it now. he knows that Tek works in poisons, appreciates the craft, and all that, but... surely, someone with his status and privilege should not be in awe of this, right?
when they finally lock eyes again, Tonic finds his expression hard to read... not because Tek is doing anything to mask it, but because it is conveying painfully honest, complicated emotions that Tonic simply does not have the context to read.
Tonic's own expression is one of open surprise. it could easily slide back into pride, or fear, or bitterness, or gratitude, but for the moment, he simply does not know how he feels, or even how he should feel.]
Why's that? [it seems like kind of a stupid question, but it's the first and only one he thinks of.]