Re: second class smoking room
The Charming man can agree with the sap-slow god's assessment. Yes, just about everything can burn. Personally, he doesn't have much experience with fire, but he does know it to be true that very little is immune. They say that if you apply enough fire to it, even stone can run molten and spit fire. 'They', the unseen they, heard while hiding in foliage and waiting for dark.
As the god goes on, however, Charming begins to feel sorry that he asked. He didn't think a smoking man could seem so deeply upset about anything, not with the confidence he'd been projecting just moments before. Now he has a smile like it was chipped out all wrong, and it makes him a little uneasy. Perhaps diving straight forward into curiosity was a mistake, but there's no turning back now. Truthfully, it only makes him want to know more. "Managing isn't enough?" he tries, and thinks on it a moment. He's halted in front of Hephaestus, now, standing over him, but there is no illusion of superiority or mastery of the conversation. He's not an idiot. "Or you're thinking of someone. Someone you wish liked the managing a bit more."