[he normally gets hung-up on people touching his hands for too long... even if it was his idea, if too many moments pass, he starts to feel like either feel like coveted property or a science experiment. it isn't so bad with his guest, though, and he absently notices himself noticing. it's very easy to just relax his hand and let him look.

Tek's words are very nice, after the silence... literally, his voice sounds like velvet, Tonic feels like he could listen to him for hours. he nods, a little distantly, before the rest of him catches back up.]

You've got it. It won't show you anything that isn't there.

[he flexes his good fingers a little bit in Tek's hand, momentarily focused on the experience of having tendons and bones. those wrist scars of his are just visible under the cuff of his sleeve.]

Just opens up what is there to... further exploration, I suppose.