[Well, that escalated quickly. Tyki's honestly surprised though, how quick she goes to claws and it makes him wonder just what her intent is. She knows he can phase so why she goes for the claws he's not sure, to wound him before he has the chance? Is there something that important inside those halls that she'd rather disable him than let him go? Well. If that isn't interesting enough.
Tyki waits until he feels the pain settle just past the skin of his gut before he phases, feigning wide-eyed surprise as red soaks through the front of his shirt. A once very nice and very clean shirt, thank you, ruined by her sudden show of force - she laid the first punch though, and that's precisely what he wanted. He hunches forward with a grunt, bringing up one hand to her shoulder to play the part of a wounded man.]