At her sudden proximity Smoker froze, letting go of some of the anger but still tense. "Yes," he replied evenly over the cigars. "Only people who should be hunted are criminals; those against justice." He made the mistake of looking evenly into those beautiful eyes and his own expression softened some in return. "Where will you go here?" His mouth was dry but it was important. He couldn't ask her to stay on his ship unless she wanted to and with the fire could probably take care of herself but it didn't seem right.