Lucio gladly accepted the cigarette that was held out in offering and he placed it between his lips in an incredibly delicate manner, leaning in slightly to allow Ansel to light it up. He took a deep drag off of the cigarette, enjoying the familiar faint tingling he felt in his chest as the smoke poured into his lungs. He hummed thoughtfully around the little tube, pulling it from his lips and examining it thoughtfully. He nodded in agreement with Ansel’s words, allowing the smoke to spill from his lips as he said, “Camel Turkish Silver, Cassio’s favorite smokes . . . I don’t mind them myself, but I usually prefer a harsher alternative.” He placed the cigarette between his lips again, breathing in deeply through it again and this time allowing the smoke to linger in his lungs comfortably whilst he listened to Ansel’s story.<br/><br/>He had to admit that he did enjoy listening to Ansel’s stories immensely. There was just something about the fact that the older male was so eager to share about his life with him that he found to be incredibly comforting. When Ansel immediately following his reminiscing with an apology in regards to what Lucio had just been thinking about enjoying the boy chuckled softly. “There’s no need to apologize, my darling. I quite enjoying hearing about your life before me . . . And I mean that quite literally, when you started smoking cigarettes I wasn’t even a thought in my parents minds yet, in fact I don’t believe my parents even knew each other at that stage,” he commented playfully, a soft laugh escaping his lips. He took another drag and settled back, propped up on one arm comfortably as he turned his full attention onto Ansel’s little baggie of pills.<br/><br/>He listened to all Ansel had to say about them, nodding slowly and glancing up to meet his gaze as he commented on the sex. “I look forwards to experiencing it then, you know sexual experimentation is my favorite of all the various types,” he murmured with a small smirk. He tapped the ash off the end of his cigarette into the sand before placing the thing between his lips, balancing it carefully at the corner of his mouth as he reached into the little baggie as Ansel opened it up. He drew out one of the pills, a blue one with an classic smiley face stamped into the front of its little surface.<br/><br/>“It’s odd to think that such an innocent looking little thing will alter my mind that much. I mean it looked like the vitamins I used to take as a kid, for God's sake,” he commented quietly as he rolled the thing around in his fingers slowly, examining it scrutinizingly. He sighed heavily after a few moments and glanced over at Ansel, reaching up to remove the cigarette from his mouth and balance it between two of his fingers before tossing the pill into his mouth. “So what, do I just swallow it like any other pill?” He queried as the thing sat on his tongue, his brow furrowing slightly as he gazed up at Ansel.