Michael nodded, chuckling. He walked down the sidewalk with her, pondering a few things in the silence between them. He hadn't talked to another person like this in... Well, in the months that he's been traveling. Other than his hacker friends, which was little more than instant messaging, he hadn't had interaction with another human being in all those months of isolation. It was nice, really. Not the isolation, but the interaction.<br/><br/>He took out a cigarette and a lighter, but hesitated, looking over at Geralt. "Hey, uh, you mind if I smoke?"