Swift was utterly shocked that Seel even considered handing over the remaining cigarettes and he slid them into a pocket and out of sight without comment. Maybe he'd actually hold onto them and offer them when Seel really needed them. Or he was tired of the yelling and wanted him to calm down. That one seemed more likely.

"No?" He sighed. Of course he wouldn't. But then Swift hadn't exactly been all that specific either. "We shouldn't be at each other's throats already."