[ He nods again, listening carefully to the instructions before giving it another go. A little nervous now, he doesn't want to screw it up too badly but he also has a feeling that being too indecisive will just make him cough again so in the end he takes another small puff, keeping it in his mouth before drawing a deep, slow breath.
There's a tingle — a tickle — in his throat but it's not so bad that he can't hold back the cough and once he exhales the smoke in a long, pale plume it pretty much disappears. And that's when he feels it, the light-headed buzz that sneaks up behind his eyeballs and permeates his entire brain. It's light but enough so he can imagine what it would feel like if he took a bigger drag.]
Whoa. [ He blinks a few times before handing the cigarette back to Helix. It's not bad and he's not about to get sick, but damn if it wasn't unexpected.]