The hypnosis not working is... not good, so much so that Mari doesn't even bother to complain about the flash of light in her sensitive vampire eyes. Well, maybe a little.

"Owwwwww.....!" It's kind of a whine, but honestly? Whatever.

She's so relieved her... target... isn't pleading and screaming and thrashing on the floor that she just... lets her breath out all at once in a huge sigh. Standing there holding his tentacled tail while he begs her for mercy is... pretty awkward. Yeah, she doesn't like this.

"Well... that's a wrap." It's a touch too casual, and as usual she doesn't bother to worry about whether anyone wanted to hear that joke or not.

But there she pauses, still not letting go of the tail. She doesn't... trust any of this enough for that. Her non-facial eyes divide their gazes three ways--one third on Tyki, one third on Syr, and one third back, towards the ladder.

Her face's pair, though, remain locked soberly on the burrito'd skeleton as he tries to... talk his way out of this.

She crouches down to his level, and for a moment, she actually looks bothered enough to be taking this seriously.

"We're not gonna leave you like... like this," she informs him. "But we're not letting you go back like this either. Got it?"