Oh yes. Everything in here is just fine. [--he says, pointing his free hand at his own head.]
It's everything else that isn't getting the message.
[or, more like each piece of the rest of him has its own agenda, off doing its own thing. his eyes are busy marveling over details, his face is appreciating this pillow, his hand is melting under Tonic's fingers. he knows his ribs should be feeling the effects of all that laughing, but it's more like they were made of water and the laughter had just floated out of him with hardly an effort. it's not a chaotic mess of sensation, but it is different enough to be distracting, and that fact alone is occupying a lot of Tek's attention.
it's new. and it has been a while since something new has happened.]
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It's everything else that isn't getting the message.
[or, more like each piece of the rest of him has its own agenda, off doing its own thing. his eyes are busy marveling over details, his face is appreciating this pillow, his hand is melting under Tonic's fingers. he knows his ribs should be feeling the effects of all that laughing, but it's more like they were made of water and the laughter had just floated out of him with hardly an effort. it's not a chaotic mess of sensation, but it is different enough to be distracting, and that fact alone is occupying a lot of Tek's attention.
it's new. and it has been a while since something new has happened.]