[ Snake leaned against one of the shacks, eyeing the molerat before taking out a pack of cigarettes and lighting up. He offers the pack towards Sibyll. ]
You smoke?
[ He definitely heard that tone, saw the glint in her eyes... Yeah, she was crazy, completely nuts, but he kind of liked that. There was a lot to keep a man scared in the Mojave, but sometimes it felt good to swallow that fear, and just do whatever the hell you wanted... If that meant hunting Deathclaws, then hell, that's what you were going to do. He'd already been paid and he wasn't about to back out... Snake wasn't like most of the sleazes in the wasteland. ]
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You smoke?
[ He definitely heard that tone, saw the glint in her eyes... Yeah, she was crazy, completely nuts, but he kind of liked that. There was a lot to keep a man scared in the Mojave, but sometimes it felt good to swallow that fear, and just do whatever the hell you wanted... If that meant hunting Deathclaws, then hell, that's what you were going to do. He'd already been paid and he wasn't about to back out... Snake wasn't like most of the sleazes in the wasteland. ]