Outside isn't terribly familiar, sure, but there's still something comforting about just being there. Out, by the lake, and a brisk burst of wind sending ripples across the water, making it shine briefly in the fading light. The sound of long grass rushing beneath the moving air, the warm, heavy scent and whickering of the horses in the paddock
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There's a cough, and an awkward shift.
"Don't know what you mean by that."
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Rather than pressing the subject further, the smirking guy pulls a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and shakes one free for Ennis, holding it up like a peace offering.
It doesn't smell like much of anything aside from tobacco.
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"Thanks."
It's quiet, almost unwilling.
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Big words, this fellah -- but he offers Ennis the light he wants with a flick of gold between his fingers. "Got it?"
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