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Slaine was smoking. A cheap cigarette between his pale and thin fingers was burning watery sapphire blue light silently.
He then placed it between his teeth.Soon those greyish smoke filled the space,and his face was blured.
Inaho frowned.
"So you are smoking."He stated evenly."And I don't suggest that. Because on the one hand, smoking may do harm to your body. Scientists have found out that many substances in tobacco, such as benzopyrene, arsenic and cadmium, are carcinogenic__"
Slaine shrugged and interupted Inaho's regular science propaganda.
"Well, thank you very much but I am pretty informed about the effects of smoking and I don't really care about those bad results.What about your 'other hand'?"
Inaho wasn't offended by Slaine's interuption and continued:
"On the other hand,I don't like the smell of burning tobacco."
Slaine blinked, seemed somehow amused.
"Ok, I get it."He sighed with a little smile."But what on earth or Vers must I care about your feelings?" He complained out loud.
Yet anyway, he still stepped out of the room and smoked outside.