[He shivers involuntarily against the sudden cold, but Tek feels it turn to laughter seconds later. Tonic sets the candle down again in favor of stretching his arms out against the tile in front of him, where he can absolutely admire the way his marred-up skin is now catching the light as if he himself was a piece of jewelry.]
How kind of you to assume I spend time with anyone who'd know what a real ruby looks like...
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How kind of you to assume I spend time with anyone who'd know what a real ruby looks like...