"Hate it if you want." He wasn't going to be able to stop him. But he couldn't stop at least trying to make him learn to be nice, either. How anyone ever managed to like Seel was a mystery sometimes.

He didn't even say anything when Seel lit that damn cigarette. He just glared. For several moments of disapproving silence. When he started to smell the smoke he turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him. He wanted desperately to slam it, but didn't. That wouldn't do anything but make him feel better, and somehow just closing it normally seemed to portray more of how angry he was.