Tyki was at least familiar with the concept of 'not having money for it'. He and the gang were happy whenever they got some money to eat and smoke. Other stuff usually were a luxury.

He guessed some things never changed, no matter what time or world. Not that it really mattered, Tyki was happy with that part of his life. Having just his black side would be just boring anyway.

"What kinda amazin' stuff?" the Noah continued to ask.