A solid punch to the shoulder, that's what Chester gets from Sixty before he huffs and turns away, hands already reaching for the packet of cigarettes and lighter. "Your reflexes are shit for somebody who's supposed to be better."
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A smile tugs at his lips as he looks at the other, gently rubbing his shoulder. “It’s not like I have to be on guard here, do I?” It’s a bold question, considering that he can never be entirely sure of Sixty’s emotions and intentions. He just never knows how the other feels about him but he’s young and naive and desperate so he’ll trsut him.
Maybe it’s a bad decision, maybe it isn’t. Either way, he can’t change the way he feels about him, so he lets his guard down.
He can’t help but frown at the cigarettes though. Nicotine does nothing for them, right? So why would Sixty inhale the smoke that’ll surely mess with his internal wiring. He chooses not to question him though.