[he can hear him coming, but the knocking says that he means to be seen.
Zhas acknowledges with a glance and a slight nod, finishing up his last drag of smoke before flicking the rest of his cigarette away without a second thought. hopefully there's nothing flammable down there.
smoke seethes out of his mouth like he's some kind of an unholy specter--but not for long. the way he holds his jaw about it is just a hint that he's still unhappy. irritable. Coil has his full attention.]
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Zhas acknowledges with a glance and a slight nod, finishing up his last drag of smoke before flicking the rest of his cigarette away without a second thought. hopefully there's nothing flammable down there.
smoke seethes out of his mouth like he's some kind of an unholy specter--but not for long. the way he holds his jaw about it is just a hint that he's still unhappy. irritable. Coil has his full attention.]