[What an absolute waste of liquor. Then again, even as Tyki sips on his glass, he doesn't look like he's enjoying it — there's no real expression on his face at all, either betraying a long-formed habit or tasteless indifference.]

Huh. I'm no philosopher, but there's a bit more proof where I'm from. [vividly imagining an akuma-hijacked-soul sliding into a dead body like a demonic snuggie] So maybe I'm just more willing to believe it because of that.

But sure. Are you? Not that I'll be handing over my little gem to you, a handsome stranger, willingly. No offense. We haven't even introduced ourselves yet.

[I'm sorry I'm just being IC.]