sorry! work + new schedule = craziness
Nope, Pete didn't have a clue about any of the internal debate apart from the fact that he just assumed Mick was itching for a cigarette. "Self-control's overrated. But suit yourself." He shrugged, completely unaware of the irony in his words. Everyone had a vice and not all of them could be expected to just stop. Granted, Pete's vices didn't usually cause any sort of mass mayhem or burned buildings. Usually. There was that time in Prague but it really wasn't his fault.
"You mean the part where everyone ended up ass backwards in development and twice as stupid?" Pete didn't need a hint to get what he was talking about but he wasn't any more happy with it than the other man was. The whole thing had been just enough to make him wish for PTO. Not happening, obviously. "Could say that."
And he pulled a wry smile that was nearly a wince. Thinking about giant trolls and all the ridiculousness that came with it. "You too, then?"