[That does kind of get to him. The idea that he needs to be on guard. Not so much the acknowledging the friends who try to help him though, since even back home his friends always tried. And he's mad at them for it. Oops.]
[Smoker just grunts and hands Selphie the corked bottle, an empty one he fills with water and rests against his forehead.]
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[Smoker just grunts and hands Selphie the corked bottle, an empty one he fills with water and rests against his forehead.]
Fine. But I'm not leaving Justice Rock City yet.