"Yeah," Jag agreed, a little awkwardly, as he thought of Val, and his heart clenched. But he forced himself to focus on Hex, rather than that. "It's a good thing you've done," he added, giving him a small smile before slipping outside, onto the smoker's patio.
He belatedly realised he didn't have a lighter, and walked a few steps ahead so he could light his cigarette with his back to Hex, mimicking the gestures of one using a lighter and putting the imaginary item back into his pocket as he turned back to him.
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Date: 2015-12-24 01:17 am (UTC)He belatedly realised he didn't have a lighter, and walked a few steps ahead so he could light his cigarette with his back to Hex, mimicking the gestures of one using a lighter and putting the imaginary item back into his pocket as he turned back to him.