The more angry Tyki looks, the more smug and jovial Strange tries to look in return. He's pressing a nerve. Which is...good? Maybe? Hopefully it's good because this is the path that Strange has found himself on and is just straight up going to continue with. New plan, annoy the shit out of Tyki in the hopes that he'll focus on that instead.

"It was a test," Strange explains, smiling still. "The results were...interesting." Strange still has a reluctance to lie, this innate feeling deep inside his gut that twists and churns whenever he says an outright falsehood. Of course, vague statements and half-truths don't count as lying.

"And disgusting? I might be a novice when it comes to kissing other men, but I certainly have experience enough. Surely it couldn't have been that terrible."