Something like that. Plenty of stacks without a sleeve. Plenty of sleeves without a stack. And that's not counting synthetic sleeves and clones.

[ even with the most thorough explanation of the way his world works, there's still numerous sidebars about the more intricate details. but at least he can give her the vaguest idea about it.

he shrugs, returning back to his own cigarette. ] Truth is, this isn't my sleeve.