Staring at the little collection of tobacco and chemicals, the masked figure was momentarily overcome with a sense of revultion, and almost a physical sickness for the deathstick. And he didn't even know what it was. "Pass." the man grumbled out, or said, with a voice that gravelly it was hard to tell.<i>"Also," </i>He croaked out, shrugging his shoulders slightly,<i>"I remember, you told, all that you... Know..."</i>Was that his way of apologizing? Normally, he had no patience when it came to waiting on other people, but he needed to teach himself as much, if he would survive amoung them. Of course, the way she was staring at him, it reminded him of how Jynx stared at Becca... In some respects at least, but not all...<br/><br/>Tilting his head, he seemed like a curious feline as he watched her,<i>"See something... That you, like?"</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>