((OOC: Quick disclaimer that George's canon contains racist and inappropriate terminology and prejudices that I as a player don't share. If there's anything in the narrative that bothers you, PM me, and I'll respect your wishes. Otherwise I play him true to the spirit of his canon.))
He does note the pipe. It doesn't erase any concern that she's armed. He has seen some pretty tricky sheathes in his time, most homemade and rigged for surprise. The itinerant life is a dangerous one.
"Yea, you could say that." He's about as far from formality as they get, and the thought of trying to pronounce either name she gave him is already tying his head in knots. Sounds Jap, like some of the cooks who've fed him up and down the work line through the years. He frowns to himself and decides not to try unless it becomes necessary. If he butchers it, she'll probably correct him.
"I wouldn't say no to a smoke." He draws a long sliver of wood from the base of the fire and leans to hold it for her. The flame at the end flickers without going out.
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He does note the pipe. It doesn't erase any concern that she's armed. He has seen some pretty tricky sheathes in his time, most homemade and rigged for surprise. The itinerant life is a dangerous one.
"Yea, you could say that." He's about as far from formality as they get, and the thought of trying to pronounce either name she gave him is already tying his head in knots. Sounds Jap, like some of the cooks who've fed him up and down the work line through the years. He frowns to himself and decides not to try unless it becomes necessary. If he butchers it, she'll probably correct him.
"I wouldn't say no to a smoke." He draws a long sliver of wood from the base of the fire and leans to hold it for her. The flame at the end flickers without going out.