Hanma always thought of himself as a loner, even after he got you always clinging to him and following him around. He didn't care much, he believed that he wouldn't get attached to your company, his teasing and impregnable demeanor would scare you off, but oh dear... He feels so weird without you.

And now, Hanma just leans against a wall, smoking a cigarette while you're standing next to him. He notices you're staring at his cigarette and he chuckles. "You're too little for this thing, baby."