"finger's" just fucking let me die now too
[Tyki shakes his head, looking at his hand before flicking his eyes up to Spike's. He's grateful, in a way, or would've been more grateful had they not hollowed him out. Now he can feel the remorse, the pain, the everything - and there's a certain sorrow about having your legacy be pain, suffering and death. He took pride in it before, and he still remembers that feeling, but that was because they only let him be one creature here. He's still that person, the enemy. He'll never be any different.
He lifts his hand, claps it to the side of Spike's cheek with an amused smile before withdrawing it.] Can always count on you.
Thank you. [He smiles, looking downward again before returning to the whiskey.]