Pulse quickening at the light touch on his thigh, Smoker inhaled more of the soothing smoke before it left again. "I don't sing," he scoffed with a soft chuckle.

He was a little surprised by how quick she jumped to informant instead of say a girlfriend but appreciative of the quick-thinking assessment on her part. A small grunt, "Hm, yeah. Been tracking a set of pirates for awhile and supposedly this 'friend' knows where they're going next. Makes it easier if one can just wait them out." He tapped his fingers idly on the back of the chair in time with the song. "What about you? You here because you like singing?"