[Tek made sure to seat them away from the bright glare of the windows, but near enough that Tonic can still gaze outside at the shifting morning sun should he decide to do so. a constant reminder that they aren't underground goes well with the parade of roasted meats, vegetables, and cheeses (from actual grass-eating mammals!)
and Tek can't really explain that it's places like this where he feels the most at home. not really. he can't tell him too much about the villages at the edge of the wilderness, cooking up what they gather out in the sun and serving it in the comfortable shaded places. he wonders if it carries through anyway, though. Tonic showed him around his world like this when they first met, and this is the closest that Tek can get to directly paying that back.]
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and Tek can't really explain that it's places like this where he feels the most at home. not really. he can't tell him too much about the villages at the edge of the wilderness, cooking up what they gather out in the sun and serving it in the comfortable shaded places. he wonders if it carries through anyway, though. Tonic showed him around his world like this when they first met, and this is the closest that Tek can get to directly paying that back.]