Nothing wrong with it. [ not technically. though he could argue that it's been plenty beat to shit and the lungs are damn annoying. then again, it's not like he's doing anything to improve either case. ] Just not my body.
[ has he mentioned that? it's easy to forget who he's shared that information with, not a secret by any means, but tricky to bring up when it's such natural knowledge in the world he's from, yet most everybody here is completely unfamiliar with the concept.
he briefly turns his attention to the cigar in his fingers, though, raising up his lighter to bring out the flame against the end of it. it's not the best way to light a cigar, but he doesn't have any matches and it's not exactly easy to pick your inventory on this station. letting it start to burn, he finally brings it up to his lips to give it a few puffs.
when she holds out the sticks to him, with her explanation, he stills, brow raising to her. ]
... Dolls? [ rather reluctantly, he takes the handful she offers. ] Like voodoo?
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[ has he mentioned that? it's easy to forget who he's shared that information with, not a secret by any means, but tricky to bring up when it's such natural knowledge in the world he's from, yet most everybody here is completely unfamiliar with the concept.
he briefly turns his attention to the cigar in his fingers, though, raising up his lighter to bring out the flame against the end of it. it's not the best way to light a cigar, but he doesn't have any matches and it's not exactly easy to pick your inventory on this station. letting it start to burn, he finally brings it up to his lips to give it a few puffs.
when she holds out the sticks to him, with her explanation, he stills, brow raising to her. ]
... Dolls? [ rather reluctantly, he takes the handful she offers. ] Like voodoo?