"No, you would just rather force the Noah from me and force me to live a normal life." As boring and dull as that would be he does rather enjoy having his Noah and all it provides for him. He would hold no grudge against Allen for doing so but he would occasionally bring it up to toy with him.
Tyki is still bent on the notion that not everyone can be saved and he'll prove that to Allen over and over again. Even Tyki was in too deep. His hatred was too strong. His memory hadn't taken over completely but it was buried deep.
Despite the gently grip on his face he is manhandling his skin with those pretty white gloves with his thumb set firmly into his cheek. He do so love when Allen fights against him. It gives him a better excuse to be a bit more rough and he'll jerk that collar up higher to leave him hanging half by his neck, "You have something here," he continues as his thumb rubs over it with a hard press to see if it smears off or not. He sneers, "I didn't think you would be one to get this kind of tattoo."
His eyes flash a little wickedly, "You know, if you're so eager to look I could rearrange your spine a little so you can see better." It's a threat but not one of promise. He did just say he couldn't kill and he's sure Allen would be in quite a lot of pain, "It's a circle, within another circle, with lines almost like..." He has an inkling of what it is given it is Allen and who he is tied with, "It's that hateful thing."
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Tyki is still bent on the notion that not everyone can be saved and he'll prove that to Allen over and over again. Even Tyki was in too deep. His hatred was too strong. His memory hadn't taken over completely but it was buried deep.
Despite the gently grip on his face he is manhandling his skin with those pretty white gloves with his thumb set firmly into his cheek. He do so love when Allen fights against him. It gives him a better excuse to be a bit more rough and he'll jerk that collar up higher to leave him hanging half by his neck, "You have something here," he continues as his thumb rubs over it with a hard press to see if it smears off or not. He sneers, "I didn't think you would be one to get this kind of tattoo."
His eyes flash a little wickedly, "You know, if you're so eager to look I could rearrange your spine a little so you can see better." It's a threat but not one of promise. He did just say he couldn't kill and he's sure Allen would be in quite a lot of pain, "It's a circle, within another circle, with lines almost like..." He has an inkling of what it is given it is Allen and who he is tied with, "It's that hateful thing."