Pobble nods vigourously, streching his legs back out as he sucks the last of the cigarette. Reaching up at this opposite angle, he plucks the last of the blue meanie from Daisy's fingers and hands it off to the pawing Hiro. "Indeed we are." His smile widens, "How on earth did you guess?" it continues to widen, until threatening to split his face before realizing its overstepped its bounds and relaxing.