"It really takes the joy out of the destroy all humans bit when you do it to yourselves so willingly," she joked, was surprised to find that it really was just a joke to her now instead of a mission itching at the back of her mind constantly. Good, it was nice when Wyatt finally shut up.
She watched him put out the cigarette and openly did the same to hers, despite there being more than plenty left. Dolores was sure he noticed, shrugged slightly apologetically. There really was no point in lying to either of them on her opinion.
"It is nice they allow us to fall into a false sense of security," she agreed, rubbing her hand off on her skirt, not quite liking the way the smell and the feel seemed to linger even as the smoke itself dissipated. "Were these one of your things from home?"