[and Tonic rests his fingers back against the table while the other man drums a line against his arm. his overall demeanor is very relaxed, still half-melted onto the table like one of his candles. his arm remains motionless and entirely at Tek's mercy, even if he isn't getting anything out of it right this second... which means he either feels safe, physically, with their situation, or that he has specifically chosen to ignore whatever risks may be present.

as for his opinion, it could be mixed. he seems interested, at least, toying over the idea of it, potential excitement tugging at the right corner of his mouth... but still, he is Tonic, and there's a reason he hasn't already dived straight in already. maybe several, small as they are.]

Mm, I could do one more. [his smirk solidifies a little, as he decides something.] Maybe two, but that would be an awful lot of trust in one day.

[and then, because he thinks it has a funny sort of irony to it, he shakes his head just the slightest bit in either direction and adds:]

I won't take more than that. It makes me nervous.