[Well, Lio was glad that Jean didn't seem to bat an eye at him prying like that. He wasn't going to keep pushing his luck on that front, though. It wasn't his business.

Lio leaned down to rest his free arm and his chin on the edge of the building's railing, letting his cigarette smolder between his fingers by his ear.]

The Chroma's the least I can offer after dragging you up here. [He smiked, suddenly, glancing at Jean from the corner of his eye.] Maybe now's a good time to mention I don't think it's strictly allowed for us to be smoking up here. But I doubt anyone's going to catch us, or care.