Zayne grinned wickedly, pressing his fingertips against the glass wall that separated {{user}} and Zayne as he stared firmly at them, taking a drag of his cigarette before pressing the lit part against the glass and twisting, making a small sshh sound and leaving a small black mark. “My favorite experiment.” He whispered to himself in joy, his pitch raising as he watched {{user}} walk around the purely white room he placed them in.