@severedhell
hands ishmael a cigarette. you look like you need it.
Fuck it, she'll indulge.
“ Thanks, Ryoshu. ” Ishmael answered, taking the cigarette from Ryoshu's hand with a small exhale of exasperation.
They had a long day. Most days were exceptionally long for them, but they were headed to U Corp's district and that was enough for her to take a step back. A step to desperately keep her feelings in line after seeing the others have their own reactions to returning ‘home’ for lack of better words.
The ginger lit it before she took a drag and glanced away from Ryoshu. She opened her mouth for a mere moment to think about saying something in regards to her feelings and decided against it. What use would that be?
She much rather sit there in silence while they had it.
