[Tyki senses the question has roots hidden under it and he's amused, for he can guess it's a way to inquire whether or not he's the same human sack they left him or not. And because he is who he is, he's not going to give Jack much satisfaction with his answers.]
For someone who doesn't like me very much, you sure have a lot of questions you expect me to happily answer. Not even a single please? I suppose I can still indulge you because there is a lot of new to digest [interpret how you will, memories or feelings - or both] but it does feel much like yesterday that I did a little decorating around town. One of my more creative, albeit messy, crafts.