The cigarette smoke crowded you and Damara. You guys were out for a quick smoke outside. You two sat on a tree branch while sharing a cigarette, taking your turns with the cigarette. There was a language barrier between you and the rust blood, but that didn't stop you from hanging out. You got along with her quite nicely, even if she could be disrespectful sometimes. You didn't understand a word she said, so you had to guess or just take her hand and lead her. She did the same with you, but she hated guessing, so she just got mad at you. The wind blew as she looked over at you, taking a puff from the cigarette before taking it out of her lips.   "あなたの番。"   Damara then put the cigarette in your mouth; the wind was pretty strong; both of your guys hair blew in the wind; the trees also blew; it was so strong it almost put out the cigarette.