[he can't help the unsettling grin that crosses his features again, pulling at the wrong side of his face. he takes the bottle, uncaps it, and sticks his tongue out... to squeeze two drops of Rapture onto it, one-two, and then screw the cap back on.
you can put it in water, yeah, but it's slower--and Tek wanted him to go first.]
What makes you say that?
[he holds the bottle back out to Tek. his turn, whenever he wants to take it.]
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[he can't help the unsettling grin that crosses his features again, pulling at the wrong side of his face. he takes the bottle, uncaps it, and sticks his tongue out... to squeeze two drops of Rapture onto it, one-two, and then screw the cap back on.
you can put it in water, yeah, but it's slower--and Tek wanted him to go first.]
What makes you say that?
[he holds the bottle back out to Tek. his turn, whenever he wants to take it.]