"Sure thing, and you can always hang out with me when Reed is working and you don't want to be alone," she offered. Lydia didn't mind Ciaran in the least. She may not have cared for the smoking but he was quiet and did cool art, so she could dig him.
She took a sour straw into her own mouth and when they got back to the stoop she sat back down, finger licked as she finished off the first straw that let remains of the sugar on her skin.