"Oh but I was Tykyn, or have you forgotten of my ability to silently shrink, or my wont to sneak up on you and catch you unawares? It's okay to say you have, after all, you're not the brightest of Fleshblooders I've ever met."
And taken aback
As yes he was
Tykyn but stumbled
And for but a moment
Wished that all it was like
The way it was before
These abilities were his
Yes good it was that when
He had a job
And was but single
In a happy peaceful way
Unlike now
Where yes it seemed
That forever had it been
Since he'd but seen
And would see again
The woman he hoped to have
And the job
Yes that job it was
Not his no more
Though not told to his face
How else could he think
When he'd been turned away
His last two times
"No, don't you dare get lost in yourself Tykyn, you foolish stordinaire, you don't have the luxury of that. Not if you want to live. Do you want to live? Ansdwer me Tykyn, do you want to live? Well, do you?"
"Of course I want to live Friday. What would make you ask such a stupid question?"
"Getting lost in yourself is almost asking to die Tykyn, so no, not such a stupid query after all is it?"
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