[ He swallows. Tries to remember that Tyki is just trying to get under his skin and that it's nothing to pay attention to, but it still works better than he cares to admit. A slow-working poison, a jab in a tender spot. It's pathetic how well it works, but work it does.
Jaw set, he tries to endure. Chances are it'll only take longer if he tries to push it and as much as it makes his skin crawl to let Tyki have his way, he doesn't exactly have an abundance of choices here. Sooner or later they have to do it or be crushed to death together. ]