It is, and that bothers Tyki more than he would care to admit.
But Tyki didn't care at the moment. He rather enjoys his attachments, knowing the pleasure of living two separate lives - unconsciously clinging to his White life more than he should have.
Tyki's hands twitches again, feeling that same familiar itch. The one that said to kill. To see blood, especially the blood of anyone who dared to harm Family. And right now, Joyd isn't family. He never will be, not in Tyki's mind and not while he's stuck in this dream.
"Isn't it time we end this?" End the dream. End it now.
He'll take Rhode there then.
But Tyki didn't care at the moment. He rather enjoys his attachments, knowing the pleasure of living two separate lives - unconsciously clinging to his White life more than he should have.
Tyki's hands twitches again, feeling that same familiar itch. The one that said to kill. To see blood, especially the blood of anyone who dared to harm Family. And right now, Joyd isn't family. He never will be, not in Tyki's mind and not while he's stuck in this dream.
"Isn't it time we end this?" End the dream. End it now.