My sigh was downright orgasmic when I exhaled after my first drag, the grey smoke visible for a few seconds in the dark before it curled away. “Nasty habit,” Lilac commented flatly after a minute of silence. I snorted, reaching up to rub my eyes, my cigarette clasped between two fingers. “So is killing people.” “If I start to crave killing like you crave nicotine, everyone in this camp should be worried.” His voice was dry and only faintly amused.
