[and this breath of space is normally where Tonic reassesses, calculates, and raises his defenses against anything too meaningful. this is where he would step away, leave the subject on the table, happy to let it sit as a good memory without giving the passage of time any more chance to ruin it.
maybe it's the rush of endorphins from laughing, or maybe it's the way he thinks the other's hand will feel against his own, or maybe he's just too worn down to be afraid anymore... but after a brief moment of thought (brief for Tonic, anyway), he reaches out to give Tek his better hand.]
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maybe it's the rush of endorphins from laughing, or maybe it's the way he thinks the other's hand will feel against his own, or maybe he's just too worn down to be afraid anymore... but after a brief moment of thought (brief for Tonic, anyway), he reaches out to give Tek his better hand.]