[Tek likes this proximity. he's got a good voice for it--low and clear and soft around the edges--so, conversing is sill comfortable even with how close he is to the other's face.

when he shifts closer, running a hand down the shapes of Tonic's side until it rests indulgently on the remains of his thigh, he makes sure to do so before he answers. he wants his meaning to land without weight and pressure that he doesn't mean to imply. he's trying to remain as nice as possible while still being honest.]

Well, you'll probably be able to believe that I am known to be possessive of things that I like. And it stands to reason that I would take great exception to anything happening to those things... so, does it make sense that I would want to keep them safe?