"Maybe once I have enough weapons. And proper body armor." And their broken chest full of precious things, like memories and gifts and disassembled clockwork fish. God, they miss that chest and digging through it to reassure themselves of all the things they remember and know now....

The cigarette is nice, though, and they'll take what comfort they can get. "For now I'll just bum off people now and then." They give Koumyou a little sideways smile of gratitude for this one. "It's not like they do anything for me anymore. Except the motions of it."