Thank God for those tentacles. Strange relaxes a bit as he feels the tentacles wrap around his waist and slide under his feet. Tyki has gotten better with these and, possibly, the tentacles have gotten thicker as well. Understandably, Strange doesn't know enough about Tyki's tentacles for comparison's sake.

"I wouldn't have turned solid if I thought you would," Strange returns, with a wry little smile on his face. And now that he's solid and it's not weird to talk, time to yammer about magic.

"Since the tree's trapped in the reflection, it wouldn't do any damage to the tree or myself if I were to fall in the water. After all, once I move out of the way, the reflection would stabilize. I simply don't want to get wet."