Yeah, I got 'im. He makes a peep, I'll let you guys know.
[That was why he was in the back and not sitting between them on the center console, after all.
The silence that settled over the car after they sped off was definitely not comfortable, and it wasn't long before he began to grow listless. Not long after that, the faint memory of cigarette smoke began to fill the car, after he manifested another imaginary smoke, to give his hands something to do and to try and help settle his own nerves. Every so often, he glanced back at the unconscious form beside him, his chin leaning on an arm where it was propped up on the empty space on the seat near Vash's head.
Wait...shit...did his smoking count as second-hand exposure? Did unborn Plants get defects if their parent was exposed to that before they were born? That was something that could happen in human babies, right? Shit.
He shook the memory of a cigarette away not terribly long after he'd "lit" it, waving his hand in the air to try and disappate what wasn't actually there.]
Sorry, Spikey, my bad. [The guy wasn' even conscious, but he mumbled it anyway, just in case.]
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[That was why he was in the back and not sitting between them on the center console, after all.
The silence that settled over the car after they sped off was definitely not comfortable, and it wasn't long before he began to grow listless. Not long after that, the faint memory of cigarette smoke began to fill the car, after he manifested another imaginary smoke, to give his hands something to do and to try and help settle his own nerves. Every so often, he glanced back at the unconscious form beside him, his chin leaning on an arm where it was propped up on the empty space on the seat near Vash's head.
Wait...shit...did his smoking count as second-hand exposure? Did unborn Plants get defects if their parent was exposed to that before they were born? That was something that could happen in human babies, right? Shit.
He shook the memory of a cigarette away not terribly long after he'd "lit" it, waving his hand in the air to try and disappate what wasn't actually there.]
Sorry, Spikey, my bad. [The guy wasn' even conscious, but he mumbled it anyway, just in case.]