Tristan watched Sev take the hit, her eyes sliding shut as she held the rich smoke in her lungs and then finally exhaled. He took the pipe and lighter from her then and took his own hit. The inhale burned the back of his throat but it was welcome and he did just as Sev had and held it in until his lungs were burning too.
His lips parted and the smoke snaked lazily from between them. "Friendly and stuff," he said with a little grunt of understanding. "You mean let guys feel you up." It wasn't a question but a statement and some small part inside of him didn't particularly like the idea of random guys feeling up his friend. But Tristan was aware that they all did what they had to in order to get by and that meant whatever it meant for her and he wouldn't say anything. He wasn't about to try to make her feel any less for earning some cash. It was a game of survival and he understood that.
"You staying here tonight?" he asked, holding the stuff out to her. "Cause we should have sex and you know how I like to cuddle after." The grin on his face was evidence of his teasing.