[ hmm.. he drifts, for a moment, shifting his attention back up to the stars overhead. ]

...I grew up around - well, not just this, but any of it. The town I lived in as a kid wasn't exactly the best, by most people's standards. You could say it was the slums, really. Everyone did everything you could possibly think of, so I got used to the smell. [ lu bixing huffs, a little. nostalgic, maybe, or a little far away with an old memory, eye crinkling gently at the corner. ] And... I'm sure you've seen Lin chain smoking, too.

[ so. it's all familiar. though, this is maybe less about nostalgia and more about an old need to escape. about those track marks on his arm. it's the fact that date saw his worst memory earlier in this week that really has him going to put the joint out. ]