Pressing his thumb down, he is able to spark the lighter to life as he pulls it up to the cigarette hanging from his lips. He uses his other hand to block the small flame so it doesn't go out before he can light his smoke, expression focused as it sputters and finally catches. With a deep inhale of the acrid smoke, he can finally pocket the lighter and turn his sharp eyes to you. He grumbles, balancing the cigarette between his teeth until he can properly remove it to speak "Need somethin'?"