[Now Reaver...Reaver is interesting. Schuldig has been ticking over minds like a man sifting through files, but this one catches his interest. Largely because, in many ways, it's similar to his. Vain, hedonistic, completely disgusted with Mayfield, needing a smoke and something to shoot.
He pauses, studying the man with a curiosity that's colored ever so faintly with amusement.] Can I have one? [Never mind that he's asking for a cigarette before Reaver's even finished fishing the pack out of his pockets...telepaths tend to preempt things by a few steps at all times.]
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Date: 2011-04-13 08:54 pm (UTC)He pauses, studying the man with a curiosity that's colored ever so faintly with amusement.] Can I have one? [Never mind that he's asking for a cigarette before Reaver's even finished fishing the pack out of his pockets...telepaths tend to preempt things by a few steps at all times.]