[between Tonic's counterpoint (which Tek clearly finds very funny) and the lure of food being dangled in front of his mouth, he relents. obligingly, he rests his knife-hand harmlessly down on the table and takes the piece of jerky from his friend with the other. he'll use it to gesture with while talking, before finally taking a bite out of it--]
Knives are fine too. They're just messy.
[and when he does bite down into the piece of dried meat... he almost immediately begins to get preoccupied in the actual feeling of biting it. the way the tough pressure on his teeth makes the bones of his mouth feel is fascinating...]
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Knives are fine too. They're just messy.
[and when he does bite down into the piece of dried meat... he almost immediately begins to get preoccupied in the actual feeling of biting it. the way the tough pressure on his teeth makes the bones of his mouth feel is fascinating...]