[Tonic shifts himself forward a little, letting his arm get pulled around... definitely noticing that his friend is glancing back at the small, blue bottle.]
And how are you feeling?
[he feels like that's the appropriate place to start--he's happy to give opinions and options, if Tek feels like voicing any of his wonderings aloud.]
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And how are you feeling?
[he feels like that's the appropriate place to start--he's happy to give opinions and options, if Tek feels like voicing any of his wonderings aloud.]