[ That makes a smile return to Reki's face, sincere. She doesn't fight against the touch at least. ] Thank you.
[ A bit distractedly -- but more of feeling the slightest heat against her fingers -- she looks to her cigarette, used up by the breeze, and flicks away ashes. ] Ah-- look at that, it's almost all gone now.
[ And she then takes a drag, gradually stepping away to a more polite distance. ]