She accepted a cigarette and lit it herself with her fingertip and a tiny fire spell, which was actually easier for her than flicking the lighter a few times. His ears were interesting, and she had to make herself not reach out to touch them. "They're pretty. Frame your face somehow, I don't know how to explain it."
Lulu wondered what piercing she'd get if she ever got one. She was actually excited to get her tattoo healed well enough so she could show people. It was beautiful, Artan was right, and she leaned forward on the counter, lost in thought. Exhaling quietly, she stretched a little.