[Tyki glances away, taking his eyes off of where Allen stands for the moment and looks to the side opposing Kitty. It's not the ideal time or location to really ruffle feathers, so he relaxes his hand with thoughts of what he could do, but chooses not to. For now.
There's a sour taste, but we're back.
Now leaning forward in our chair.] Don't let us keep you, then.