Meanwhile Tyki's serene smile returns gently to his face now that he's clean enough not to be marked by Strange's ill kiss. He'll apologize later but right now that malice is very much there.

"What's wrong, Mister Strange? I thought we were friends. I would never imagine hurting a woman that beautiful. That pure." And she's not a carnival guest. It kind of adds to the image of everything.

"And I would never let you touch me in such a filthy manner. Air is a thing a human needs and while I do not know how your spells work specifically I wonder how long you could concentrate without it."