"Ah." Her hand reached conspicuously towards her desk drawer. Within seconds, a pack of cigarettes was retrieved. She pulled one out, popped it between her lips and began pawing around her purse for a light. "You mind?" She asked, raising her eyebrows at him. Now that Cate no longer had the power of regeneration, it was a thrill for her to challenge her mortality. And though it wasn't cutting off a finger or purposely breaking a rib, it was probably as close to death as she wanted to get.
She didn't bother waiting for his permission. David had never been the type to restrict her. Why would he start now? Nope. The second her fingers wrapped around her lighter, she lit the thing, sucking in one long drag. God, she'd needed that.
"Why doesn't Nat work here? Or, rather, why doesn't Evan work there? I thought he was close with Bast." She dropped her lighter onto her desk.