[i'd believe anything you told me tbh she should smoke as much as she wants.]

Oh, yes. Well, lots of people are helping them. Everyone rushed in all at once, so. I thought I'd look for you.

[It feels too weird to sit here without doing something, especially once the pipe comes out again. Last time Lucien lent her a cigarette she'd nearly choked to death so that's probably not on the table. But she still has many snacks in her lap! One couldn't hurt.

Delicately she peels a corner off a bag of gummies and takes a wee red bear for herself.]

Bough as in a tree branch? Was it sacred, or magic of some kind?