[ Angela watches him reach into his pocket and the subsequent working of his jaw and twitch of his lips reminds her all too well of Jesse's habits and her nose wrinkles with a little grin. Come to think of it, had he even arrived with his cigarillos? ]
Do you smoke?
[ Electronic cigarettes were easy things to make; she could fashion some up in a few hours if the materials were readily accessible. The trickier part would just be the flavoring, she supposes, but synthetics were easy enough to create. She'd just have to trawl back through the years and remember how to go about it. They couldn't be the only two on the ship, and sometimes smoking was less about the nicotine and more about the act itself. ]
Sounds like your comrades are the troublemakers instead. [ BELIEVE U ME, SHE KNOWS THE TYPE. It's all right, her feelings won't be too hurt. ] Mm, I was in the Ingress room for a few hours helping those who were arriving. Then one man came through that was beyond my abilities there in the room, so I finally left with him to get him treated. The second they released me, I was pulling on my coat.
[ The mere mention of it draws a yawn from her; it'd been well over twelve hours ago simply for the medbay portion of that adventure. A few hours before that, and she'd been in the middle of her day when she was pulled here— those sorts of runs may not be unheard of, but it's certainly catching up to her in her "old" age. Nevermind that lightheadedness bordering on dizzying nausea she's been keeping at bay. ]
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Do you smoke?
[ Electronic cigarettes were easy things to make; she could fashion some up in a few hours if the materials were readily accessible. The trickier part would just be the flavoring, she supposes, but synthetics were easy enough to create. She'd just have to trawl back through the years and remember how to go about it. They couldn't be the only two on the ship, and sometimes smoking was less about the nicotine and more about the act itself. ]
Sounds like your comrades are the troublemakers instead. [ BELIEVE U ME, SHE KNOWS THE TYPE. It's all right, her feelings won't be too hurt. ] Mm, I was in the Ingress room for a few hours helping those who were arriving. Then one man came through that was beyond my abilities there in the room, so I finally left with him to get him treated. The second they released me, I was pulling on my coat.
[ The mere mention of it draws a yawn from her; it'd been well over twelve hours ago simply for the medbay portion of that adventure. A few hours before that, and she'd been in the middle of her day when she was pulled here— those sorts of runs may not be unheard of, but it's certainly catching up to her in her "old" age. Nevermind that lightheadedness bordering on dizzying nausea she's been keeping at bay. ]