[i]Alon shook his head with a laugh, smiling at the man. He may not have had questions for the mage, but the mage sure had questions for him; yet, oddly, he felt this wasn't the right time. Maybe later he would... but for now, Alon just wanted to learn more of his mannerism; speech, body movements, language in general. It was clear that Damien was a good person now... just a mysteriously curious one, at that.[/i] No, I do not smoke. I try to stay away from nicotine and all that. It'd be a shame to survive so much only to die from a simple object... although, if you do have a cigar on hand, I might give it a try. I've only ever had one, though, it's been a while. [i]Smiling warmly, he felt the warmth from him finding not much of a receiving on his end; the cold, deadpan man in front of him seemed void to such things to him. It reminded the mage of other's who he crossed in his adventures; other's who dealt differently, died differently. Damien's presence alone made Alon feel better, no matter how much so it irked him.[/i] I have a question for you, actually. What weapon's would you say you're proficient in? I mean, we do go to the Dojo; you must have a means to defend yourself if you've survived this long. I'm a mage, so obviously some form of magic. Mainly by some, I mean most. But, more on you, before I get carried away again.