Draiss hummed in pleasure as he admired the tent and its occupants, shutting the tent flaps behind him and taking the indicated seat. "Yes, though it is usually very difficult to get anything approaching them when away. Though I think you did a remarkable and laudable job of doing so."<br/><br/>He took one of the offered cigars, pausing to smell it, and nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, I didn't even think this area had cigars of this quality."<br/><br/>He shifted slightly, before setting his bag of holding down on the ground next to him, the golem having taken up guard beside the tent. He pulled a cigar cutter from the bag he had set down, and carefully cut the end, before using his finger snap to produce a pure flame, and then carefully lighting the cut end of the cigar. He waited a moment, letting the flame rest close to the cigar without actually coming in contact, idly watching the leaves slowly light from the radiant heat, before flicking his fingers, and then blowing out the flame to lengthen the life of the cigar. He hummed in pleasure as he took in the first, slow pull, before glancing at the box. "You know, it is possible to add a flavor to the cigars if you want, say, a slight vanilla or similar flavor to them? I prefer vanilla myself, though cinnamon or peppermint flavored cigars are almost as good."<br/><br/>He took another slow pull, before nodding to her weapons. "A wise precaution, though I am relieved that you are not a fan of the trident. The last marilith I encountered was, and I came off in a distinct second place in that fight. Resurrecting wasn't fun either."