[At all of that, he turns his gaze to the ceiling, practically an eyeroll--mostly at himself, for crawling right into the arms of this very literal monster.]
I suppose it was foolish of me to hope I might get away with it, hm?
[He knows the scales are tipped in Tek's favor. He could squirm his way out of it--but not without offending the other, something he doubts he can actually afford to do. Not while he's still Upstairs (and certainly not while he's still in his lap).
So he looks back down at his host, meeting his eyes in a moment of calculated honesty.]
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I suppose it was foolish of me to hope I might get away with it, hm?
[He knows the scales are tipped in Tek's favor. He could squirm his way out of it--but not without offending the other, something he doubts he can actually afford to do. Not while he's still Upstairs (and certainly not while he's still in his lap).
So he looks back down at his host, meeting his eyes in a moment of calculated honesty.]
I've never told anyone about it, you know.