"I know about the other tattoo. You made it sound like it was another owner's mark," Zell said frowning a bit because he really didn't care about what kind of marks Seifer had on his body. Half of his was covered in tattoos and he was a were. "Use better words next time."
Shaking his head Zell leaned forward to take the cigarette and take a drag from it. Or at least that was the plan.