[The claws popping through the glove don't get as much of a reaction as one might expect, but she's still eyeing it warily as he does. She opts to announce her presence delicately, because she'd rather not have to deal with those claws from a surprised stranger.
So she takes out a pack of cigarettes- decorated in lurid tropical colors for some reason- and lightly smacks them against her palm before extracting one. A nice non-threatening noise he'll hear before she talks.]
I'm guessing the manicure's new.
[She opens the pack and takes a cigarette out, tucking it between her lips- and then, after a little deliberation, offhandedly offers the pack to him. The flavor was awful, but hey, if he is a smoker, he might not care.]
Smoke?
[For her part, she's got a few cuts and scrapes of her own, though hers seem minor- or maybe they're just healing quickly. She also seems pretty calm about the current state of affairs, including the danger-hand he's rocking.]
4! (CW for nicotine use, et cetera)
So she takes out a pack of cigarettes- decorated in lurid tropical colors for some reason- and lightly smacks them against her palm before extracting one. A nice non-threatening noise he'll hear before she talks.]
I'm guessing the manicure's new.
[She opens the pack and takes a cigarette out, tucking it between her lips- and then, after a little deliberation, offhandedly offers the pack to him. The flavor was awful, but hey, if he is a smoker, he might not care.]
Smoke?
[For her part, she's got a few cuts and scrapes of her own, though hers seem minor- or maybe they're just healing quickly. She also seems pretty calm about the current state of affairs, including the danger-hand he's rocking.]