I get this feeling... that I don't think anyone is happy to see me. [Tyki says aloud, mostly to himself with heavy amusement and mock surprise.
He knows without a doubt that he's a man who's long lived on borrowed time here. You lot conspired and ruined him in reply to what he did before and don't believe he has forgotten, no. What it's like to know that every face that sees you doesn't trust you, that there's no where you can blend in. No where you can live one side of your life to balance out the other. How were any of you surprised he'd tip? But, you - Charlotte - you at least tried at times.
He's thankful.] Looking lovely as ever, Charlotte.