[as much as Tonic loves to obsessively analyze every facet of every potential danger that could cross his path... he finds it far too easy to slip into the comfort of having the other's arm around his waist and just not worry about it. it may catch up to him later, but for now he feels strangely protected, which is a foreign (but not unappreciated) experience for him.
and at the mention of a bath, well, he doesn't have any objections.]
Gods, tell me about it. I thought I was tense before, but I can feel my shoulders trying to seize up as we speak...
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and at the mention of a bath, well, he doesn't have any objections.]
Gods, tell me about it. I thought I was tense before, but I can feel my shoulders trying to seize up as we speak...