[what a funny question... and if they were talking about anyone else, Tonic would have been more coy with his answer. the other man is clearly fishing for something, and his natural instinct is to try and make him work for it.

but they're talking about Robin, so Tonic snorts and laughs at the very idea. Tek can have this one for free.]

Please, that man can't sit still long enough for a fitting without trying to get into my pants. Like I'd go out of my way for that...

[smirking derisively, he suddenly laments that he has no drink in his hand. it feels like a piece missing from this interaction's puzzle. alcohol is what first comes to mind, but even tea would do. he is momentarily distracted enough to look back at his bottles... and some of his vials, potions, and other things.]