"I'm always paying attention, Mister Strange," he replies with an implication that he noticed. He hadn't thought they were lovers. Perhaps really good friends that cared a whole lot. There was a lot that most didn't know about Childermass and he thought perhaps because they were close that the bond was just greater. To Tyki, Childermass and Lambert were both human and thus somewhat fragile to people like him, yet neither ever cared to be coddled.

This? This makes sense. A hell of a lot more sense. His eyes flick towards Strange as his head folds onto his shoulder like a smitten woman, commonly courted and always seeking his attention. "It must be nice," he says, not commenting all that much. "To have someone that close." Even as Tyki was well liked in carnival, he never really felt wanted except sometimes in Acquisitions and their job. Never picked, always offered. He just missed his family most of all.