[he supposes that the idea of a naturally-occurring body of salty water isn't the strangest thing he's ever heard of. the size of it is pretty hard to wrap his mind around, though, and it's clear as he bites at his lower lip that he's tabulating more questions with scientific precision.
...until the cafe is pointed out to him. that steals the entirety of his attention. has Tek ever felt someone's anxiety spike over the idea of passing up a bunch of flowers? because he certainly has now, as Tonic starts to slow and his pace and stare intensely at the overflowing garden in front of them.]
Sweetheart. [he says, a flat accusation.] How could you do this to me.
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...until the cafe is pointed out to him. that steals the entirety of his attention. has Tek ever felt someone's anxiety spike over the idea of passing up a bunch of flowers? because he certainly has now, as Tonic starts to slow and his pace and stare intensely at the overflowing garden in front of them.]
Sweetheart. [he says, a flat accusation.] How could you do this to me.