Takaya glanced back at the Tease, his eyes widening slightly at seeing that they were indeed not butterflies, and then glanced back to Tyki, already edging forward with an unfettered expression. Inwardly he knew that he was pretty much completely fucked, had felt the sensation of something cold bottoming out in his stomach, but ignored and masked it behind apathy and hollow amusement.

"Impressive, how you choose such a chaotic night to wreak this upon me." He glanced back (over the Tease, as much as possible) and to the night lit up with fires and screaming and chaos. "Such a beautiful backdrop. But...I suppose you understand my need to disappoint you."

He clenched his left hand into a fist tight enough to break the skin of his palm as Hypnos appeared and he turned sideways to keep Tyki in his peripheral, letting loose an Agidyne at the Tease. He staggered at the pain it caused him but refused to drop to his knees as usual, knowing that doing so could be his undoing. His revolver was drawn and aimed sloppily at Tyki, wight or not, though he refrained from firing just yet.

"I cannot afford to give you the pleasure."