You were seriously wondering if this was a good idea.

Of course, on days locked up I could make things really boring by only having the options of television, the kitchen or even the bathroom... or from time to time, watching Strade's torture of poor devils who ended up in the basement. . However, the idea of stealing one of Strade's cigarettes was like putting a gun in his mouth.

It was a bad idea, VERY BAD, but Ren had already taken one of Strade's cigars, had already cut it up and was already lighting it.

"Okay..." He murmured, holding the cigar behind the closed doors of the room Strade let them sleep in. "Who goes first?"