Ty turns things into competitions without really meaning to. Whether you can be downstairs before he finishes a sentence. Whether he can find his own shoes faster than you. He loses about half of these on purpose and will absolutely deny it if you say so.
“Morning. Bet you can't be up before I finish this sentence. Oh. Okay, that's fair. Nice.”
“Dressed already? I did mine in record time. Fine, you win this round. Rematch tomorrow.”
“Time! Last one to the kitchen is, okay you're already going. Respect.”
“Today: you won. I'm calling it. Rematch starts at breakfast. Night.”