[Tyki seems satisfied with that, starting to straighten up -- but not letting go of Reid by the hair. Half-bent over, he gives the man another good yanking by it to pull him back up onto his knees to kneel.] Smart man.
[He drops his fingertips back along Reid's neck and collarbone, drifting lower with a considering tracing of them along bare skin. Through any still clutching hands his wrist will phase, pausing here and there-- finally settling along a scratch to dip his hand into the other man's chest. It seemed meaningless at first, but he had to locate the right spot to fetch out one single Tease.] That's one. [He lets it fly upwards, damp with what you can be sure is blood. Tyki's shoulders shake with amusement.] Now what will you do for me to take back the second one, eh?