Henry chuckled a little, seeming completely unconcerned with the ball of fire in her hand. "Y'know, I'm actually glad you wouldn't fall for a trick like this. Eases my worries a little." He put one hand down to fish out his lighter and smokes. He lit one up and dropped the two of them back into his pocket, keeping the cigarette pinched in his lips until he could bring his hand back up to take it.
"Showed you the computer first thing, you called the shoes prisons, and after I showed you the other stuff we went for a drive." He didn't answer the question about his favorite food, mostly because the chaos of the past several weeks left him uncertain as to whether he'd told her.