Skylar only looked up when he heard the giggle, glancing back with a shocked look on his face. Where had she come from? It took a moment for the situation to fully click into place. "Probably more I didn't see you standing there," he corrected, tucking the cigarette between two teeth and bending to pick up her sketchpad. "One of these?" he asked reclaiming the cigarette with one hand and holding out the sketchpad with another, but not without taking a glance at what she was working on. "Me probably, like I tell you every time you ask." Since Gin had asked before. Skylar wasn't a big cigarette smoker, but he wasn't feeling like he was in secure of a place to get stoned and wander (not with people eating wolves about), so the cigarette was doing the job. Despite the tease though, he was smiling at her, letting himself compartmentalize his worries and issues for the moment.