"I've been told," Emerson began, "that it can be almost impossible to quit something when you're addicted to it if someone right around you is still doing it. Smoking might not be drinking, but it's my not-so-pleasant habit I've been fostering for about ten years. Fuck it. I'll give it a go." He took a drink, grinning at Lucien. "If you fall off the wagon, I'll kick your ass back up onto it again. And I expect you to do the same for me if you catch me smoking."
"You know, if you want to learn more about magic, it might not hurt to give you something to focus on besides the drinking. I'm actually not that bad, though I can't say I've ever really taught anyone my brand of it before." The witch shrugged. "Just a thought."