Katou was a little relieved he hadn't pressed the subject. Katou didn't mind talking about his dreams, and even some of his most painful memories from them he was able to laugh off with a joke. But losing his arm had been one of the more painful ones. Not because he'd lost his arm - hell, he'd done that once before, before he'd been given his new body - but because that was the first time he'd encountered Lucifer, the devil with his best friends face. And voice. And memories.
"I ain't doing anything they can catch me for," Katou sang cheerfully, picking up the cigarette and tucking it behind his ear for later. It was a pity he hadn't managed to get a free beer out of the guy, but hey, two cigarettes wasn't bad.