[Private]
[Written carefully, in ink.]
Faye Valentine.
[He taps the pen against the page once or twice, leaving dark splotches of ink, and then chuckles.]
What a lovely woman. I'll have to keep an eye out, perhaps we can meet another time.
[Another chuckle.] Perhaps I'll really be able to fill a little book.
[So Tyki got up to some amusing business under Eris' influence. Not that he actually regrets a thing.]