Taking a drag for good measure--though she'll gladly take credit for breathing life into the ember to better light Fitcher's pipe--she hands it over between two fingers and sits back. When the pipe is lit, and the joint passed back, she gestures with it to the cards in front of Fitcher.

"Didn't know there were card games you could play alone." She has the forethought to angle the cloud surrounding her words away from the older woman.