Ink toddled on over to sit down, crossing his legs underneath him in a show of flexibility- unconciously so, mind you. He brought his tail around to rest against his hip and leaned forward on his knees, ears perking at the offer. "Oh jeeze, twist my rubber arm." He joked, nodding towards the rolled cig that Thorn held, happy to share, considering it would be his first time smoking anything. "Be prepared for coughing fits galore, though. Baby lungs."
He certainly didn't mind his first time smoking being with Thorn. The two got along great and Thorn was never a downer, as far as the Trovato could tell. "So, how's them brewery plans coming along?" His friendly smile became a coy grin, the black tip of his tail twitching. Conversation to pass the time? Probably. But the boy really was curious to know as much as he could about Thorn's project.
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