What? [He's been sitting here, brooding over his cigarette for the last while.] Of course I'm fine.
[He is, visibly, not fine actually. The smoke is helping to distract him, but there's a flicker of something deeply, painfully hungry there under it. Maybe the aphrodisiac isn't in all the drinks, but it's certainly in at least theirs. Exhaling a sigh along with a muttered curse, he pulls the cigarette from his lips and sets it in the ashtray.
At least the guy isn't human, though he wonders exactly what that means now. Anything nonhuman back home would be a machine, but that hasn't seemed to be the case here.]
Wao rude huhuhu
[He is, visibly, not fine actually. The smoke is helping to distract him, but there's a flicker of something deeply, painfully hungry there under it. Maybe the aphrodisiac isn't in all the drinks, but it's certainly in at least theirs. Exhaling a sigh along with a muttered curse, he pulls the cigarette from his lips and sets it in the ashtray.
At least the guy isn't human, though he wonders exactly what that means now. Anything nonhuman back home would be a machine, but that hasn't seemed to be the case here.]
... do you need something?