"She mentioned waiting, so...you going somewhere?"
Morgaine asked, exhaling a cloud of smoke from her red lips.
"Yes."
"Finally got what you wanted with your triple challenge."
She asked, and he turned, giving her a cursory look.
"How'd she know that?"
She could see his look, but did not explain, simply blinking those pink eyes of hers once.
"I guess you can say so..."
White said, exhaling smoke from his lips.
He already knew how to smoke from his past life, though he never really thought much of it at all.
Funny enough, he had heard once that smoking was once illegal and even a thing frowned upon in most places on old Earth.
But after the supernatural came, maybe the world had too many issues to focus on than bother around putting a stick in your lips and blowing smoke through your lungs.
Besides, with the current advancement of technology, it has been engineered, preventing it from being destructive to the lungs.
