Tyki was always accommodating, polite, and pleasing. Well, when he wanted to be. Foster had asked him a question and he had done his best to answer it. Not to mention there was something about being polite when dealing with someone who had a maw wide open in front of him. He has fast reflexes but he'd still rather avoid a bite.

"At least, to what little comfort there is about it, she is likely not fae," he says out loud as if just talking to himself now and using Foster as a means to bounce something off of. Then again, it wouldn't be the first time he's just straight up used Foster for his own means today. "But if she can sing at any time and manipulate anyone around her she may as well be."

Even without the tongue, Foster's mouth is kind of gross and he appreciates not being licked in more ways than he could properly convey. Unfortunately for Foster, his thumb does what it wants as he pushes on whatever he can get his hands on. Thankfully for the both of them it isn't an intent to attack and when it slices downwards towards his thumb he'll blink lightly at it passing through his skin. Foster might get an unfortunately tingle if he can feel anything through his teeth.

After that he'll at least give him his mouth back as his hand stretches out in the air to allow any saliva to drip down off his fingers with his Power to Choose and onto the floor.