_{[ His reflexes are fast. Unnaturally fast for someone who appears to be an average human. The lighter is caught, and Wolfwood, he does a neat little trick with it before lighting the cigarette. Look closely or you will miss it, Blitzø. ]}

If it weren’t for the red skin and horns, I might would think of you as a Good Samaritan.

_{[ He straights his posture and takes a long drag from the cigarette, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. Yeah, he has an addiction. ]}

Tell me something, demon. What’s it like to be out of a place of eternal damnation?