Tyson adapts to change very well, except that he doesn’t. Not truly. He does not like his routine being changed, but Tyson will adapt when necessary and only to the extent that is required.
Tyson is flexible in that he will change and adapt to whatever he needs to be to survive, but at the end of that day, Tyson will take those twisted pieces of himself and bend them back into his previous state. He never truly gives himself over to the change. It’s mimicry, rather than change.
He’ll kill for the web and throw people out for the dogs, but once he’s out on his days off or between jobs, Tyson will still pause to help an old lady with her shopping bags. He accepts the role, rather than becomes it. It’s a shirt that Tyson can shrug on and off as necessary, but underneath Tyson remains the same.
Tyson is elastic, rather than truly malleable. At his core, Tyson will always be Tyson. He stays true to his original thoughts and values, no matter what he needed to do adapt to in that given situation.