I've had many days where I lived solely on coffee and cigarettes. [ She laughs softly and nods in agreement, holding her cigarette up and just watching it slowly burn for a few long moments.

Can she even remember the first time she smoked a cigarette? She was a young teenager, she's sure of that much, but the rest of the memory has long since faded away. Probably in some secret hiding spot with Angela and Elliot at her side, two of them keeping watch while the third puffs and coughs.

Returning the cigarette to her lips, she then reaches back into her pocket to pull out her pack again, gently tossing it in Ren's lap. ]

C'mon. [ The lighter follows suit a second later. ] Consider this your first lesson in adulthood.