Kira and Setsuna

[swordandchalice]

Once they left Katou's room, Setsuna kept walking all the way out of the first aid station. Out there, he leaned against the building, hands in his pockets, and decided there was a perfectly good reason to be outside.

"It's been a while. You got a smoke?" the blond asked, looking over at Kira with a much stronger smile than he had mustered in a

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[swordandchalice]

With an appreciative grin, Setsuna took one, muttering a "Thanks, Senpai," as he did. Then he realized how long it had been since he last had one when his fingers didn't feel they were holding it right.

That may have been the oddest thing to observe, but it felt strange to hold the cigarette. Setsuna ended up staring at his fingers and messing with it for a while to get comfortable, and eventually -- still giving his hand an odd look -- Setsuna asked, "Lighter?"

[swordandchalice]

Setsuna didn't answer right away, but took that long first drag, let smoke fill his lungs, then breathed it out before telling Kira, "Yeah. It's just been a while, as I said. Don't feel right smoking in there. Don't feel right smoking around Sara, and half the time I don't even want to smoke anyway."

It wasn't a minute after, and Setsuna leaned against Kira; he had tried to avoid doing anything of the sort around Katou, trying to never be the first to reach for Kira. "I've missed this too."