Calamity grinned as the Sergeant turned away, remembering that they did in fact outrank him by dint of being acolytes in the service of an Inquisitor. Even individually, they held various positions of power, so it was possible that even in normal circumstances one or more would have seniority over him, aside from the matter of jurisdiction. Still, all was moot.<br/><br/>With the sergeant granting permission, almost an unspoken agreement of "I'll ask permission if you say yes.", she pulled out a single lho stick and a silver lighter, igniting the end of the stick. She inhaled a deep breath, the smoke filtering through and then filling her lungs, and she let her body relax for just a moment as they walked. Soon enough, she exhaled and the cloud of smoke mixed with the rest of the toxins in the air. Not healthy, though all damage treatable, but certainly relaxing.