Lulu would have laughed and told him he wasn't that far off, except one of those eyes was green, and her hair was brown. But Yuna was lovely. She hadn't lied when she'd told Marcus that he reminded her of Yuna; it was mostly that he reminded her of someone she'd want Yuna to date.
When he snagged the cigarette back she laughed, nipping playfully at his neck. "You smoke them. And I understand why. It's almost like having your own fire spell, hmm? Makes you a dragon." She ran her fingers up and down his arm, enjoying the softness of his skin. "You can if you want, but you don't have to." She already was learning to associate the taste of tobacco with his mouth.