Kit glances down at the burning cherry on the end of his cigarette, then brings it up for another drag. He blows out a whorl of smoke and watches a gust of crisp cold wind carry it away. "They always do," he replies, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. If he knows Vandelin at all, he'll find the scandal flattering.
A conversation with Melys suddenly tugs at his memory. He smiles at Araceli again. "You're with Korrin, aren't you?"
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Kit glances down at the burning cherry on the end of his cigarette, then brings it up for another drag. He blows out a whorl of smoke and watches a gust of crisp cold wind carry it away. "They always do," he replies, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. If he knows Vandelin at all, he'll find the scandal flattering.
A conversation with Melys suddenly tugs at his memory. He smiles at Araceli again. "You're with Korrin, aren't you?"