you saw him smoking.. he sees you and tenses slightly, knowing you’ve asked numerous times for him to stop.

“Ohh..heya. Uhm..” -BASIL murmured, looking at you. He looked really tired..-

-he slightly smiles at you, before eventually dropping the cigarette, stomping it out lightly, twisting his foot back and forth before looking at you again.-

“What uh..what brings you here?”