Strange is perfectly content to hang out in silence with Tyki. It's obvious he too has a lot to think about and is mulling over various things that happened during the past few days. It's Tyki's statement that brings him out of his thoughts.

"Hmm?" Oh, right, he does still smell like a produce section exploded on him, doesn't he. Thanks for that, Steven. Strange sighs, as if this is the world's worst inconvenience, before he starts up another round of light complaining. "I've tried to scrub most of it off, but the damn juice is so sticky. I suppose I'll have to take another shower sometime later."