Tyki's been mostly quiet for the first few minutes as he gathers information and allows himself to fully take in the situation. Unlike others that might be keeping a good distance, Tyki lights his cigarette and exhales softly to clear his mind. Then he just strides forward to take a closer look at the eggs in question. He's not going to touch. He knows better than that but he does reach out to pat any part of the Ringmaster he can, "Neat. You did good."

At least in his opinion. It was a decent solution compared to just chaining him up somewhere and having to worry about him escaping and laying waste to dozens of them before the Ringmaster was able to interfere again, "Do you think he'll be just as worn out from hatching as most are?" His eyes flick over to Childermass, who always seems to pose a good point, and then to the others to confirm that. "It's not exactly cozy. Doesn't scream 'welcome'."