[Tyki tips his head in between sips of whiskey, looking at Spike with dark eyes.]
Do they remember what they did? Or am I the only man with remorse in the room. [He reaches over, touching his finger's to Spike's chest. Applying pressure, but that's it.] I can't hurt any of you bastards, you know. Well, aside from doing it like any other damn human could but...
[Sip.] That wasn't why I did it in the first place, so.