He wondered at one point if he was dreaming or he had never woken up from a nightmare. A lot of what happened in this carnival was just ridiculous but this was really the icing on the cake. What's next? They are all going to turn into talking or stuffed animals?!
"What's a motorcycle?" he asks in a completely serious tone. "I was going to say that someone should take up knitting but I've seen strings."
Strange always had a way of distracting him enough where he could focus on something else. His own bitter and sulking mood is lifting from the almost mocking conversation. It's with a slight smirk that he avoids the words 'murder, mayhem, and destruction' himself. "Napping, fishing, or gambling." Because Tyki didn't have many hobbies other than napping, fishing, eating, and reading. He could ride a horse but that was a rarity on his end.
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"What's a motorcycle?" he asks in a completely serious tone. "I was going to say that someone should take up knitting but I've seen strings."
Strange always had a way of distracting him enough where he could focus on something else. His own bitter and sulking mood is lifting from the almost mocking conversation. It's with a slight smirk that he avoids the words 'murder, mayhem, and destruction' himself. "Napping, fishing, or gambling." Because Tyki didn't have many hobbies other than napping, fishing, eating, and reading. He could ride a horse but that was a rarity on his end.