With the notable exception of his interactions with Moran, Tyson has near infinite patience and self-control.
Because of his interactions with Moran, Tyson has near infinite patience and self-control.
Tyson is so used to have control stripped away from him that he jumps through a thousand hoops to make sure that control is where he wants it to be, given to the Moriarty Mirrors rather than taken from him by force with The Colonel; and any slack in the leash, is firmly within his own grip. He, largely with the occasional indulgence, quit smoking because it took control away from him.
The former Lieutenant is constantly holding himself back and keeping himself in line with strict routines, such as introducing himself with ‘Lieutenant Tyson Delaney, at your service.’ to minimise his stutter. He forces himself to take whatever shape he needs to take, because it is what Tyson has to do to survive.
He has always been a patient person, but having to handle The Colonel’s explosive temper and the Moriarty Mirrors’ eccentricities have honed that talent to patented perfection. There are naturally breaks in the facade, something that will get under his skin, but Tyson can wait patiently for hours or days at a time without upset.
Without the routines and discipline that Tyson imposed upon himself daily, it would be all too easy for him to get swept away and swallowed up, completely overwhelmed without a focus point. Left listless Tyson would wallow until his psychosis’ consumed him, every mental disorder building upon the last to drag him over the edge.
Tyson is kept taut and stretched thin at the same time. When he breaks, Tyson completely shatters, but he’s an old hand at taking all of his broken little pieces and patching them back together: with control, discipline, routine, and endless self-control. Self-sacrifice. Stripping away whatever isn’t necessary to survive.