It really was him! Tyki was here! But why did he look like that? It didn't matter. Finally someone had come to get here and she could get out of this stupid place and back home! To either home she wanted too!

"I've been here you big meanie! For one week!" she held out a hand to him, index finger raised, "And I'm not happy that you're so late! I'm gunna tell the Earl how you took so long to come get me, and then you'll really be in trouble!" The Earl was better to threaten with. Sheryl only worked if she wanted to annoy Tyki to death, but he needed to be more punished than that.

Her hand fell back to her hip, and she leaned closer towards him, "You brought Akuma didn't you? Come on, let's burn this place and go home. Oh, and I get to kill the one in charge, all right?" she demanded. The thoughts of freedom and finally getting out were overriding the other possibilities about Tyki being there. It was the third time now that she'd seen someone, or maybe something that had looked looked Tyki but wasn't. Maybe it was just the fact that this particular one looked every bit the hobo Tyki pretended to be, whereas the other two had been too... perfect! Tyki wasn't anything like that. Too lazy. This one was the Lazy Tyki she knew. Lazy and here to take her away.

If he knew what was good for him.