[ if she's in a hurry to look for him, she's free to go, since he can't really tell her to stick around and wait on account that he doesn't even know where the man is anyway, their relationship hardly one where they keep tabs on where the other one is at any time. ]
Still feel like shit. [ he answers honestly, though his arm is definitely better than it was on the day he arrived, albeit still a bit sprained. at the very least he knows his neurachem is still working well enough. ] Devil witch was a real handful.
[ bringing a cigarette up to rest between his lips, he gives his arm an outward stretch, curling his fingers as if to test them. ]
How 'bout you? Heard you made your way to the top. Smoke? [ the last word's in reference to the box he holds out to her, offering. ]
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Still feel like shit. [ he answers honestly, though his arm is definitely better than it was on the day he arrived, albeit still a bit sprained. at the very least he knows his neurachem is still working well enough. ] Devil witch was a real handful.
[ bringing a cigarette up to rest between his lips, he gives his arm an outward stretch, curling his fingers as if to test them. ]
How 'bout you? Heard you made your way to the top. Smoke? [ the last word's in reference to the box he holds out to her, offering. ]