Pobble puffs the smoke to life, holding the nicotine laced haze in his lungs over long before releasing it from his nose. "Maybe." Eyes search lazily for an ashtray as he already moves for a second drag. Another one of those pauses finds a way to break into the conversation, "If your lies make you uncomfortable, why not just be honest?" The expression on blue-hair's face makes it obvious that he doesn't see this as a likely option, but it's something to fill the dead air.