"Okay, I mean...wow." He breathes a laugh when Leo offers the cigarette, shakes his head at himself, and takes the unlit one he forgot about from behind his ear. Actually lights it this time. Breathes it in and releases it in a long breath through his nose. He's not used to...not-menthol, but it's good.

"I just..." He scratches his nose and looks at Leo a little sheepishly. "I got into a fight at school. Once. I was in fifth grade, I hit a kid, and spent like half an hour sitting there with him, apologizing and trying to get his nose to stop bleeding. And I felt so bad afterwards that I told the school nurse my stomach hurt so I could go home. That is the one fight I ever got myself into. And...I'm having trouble bridging the gap from my side of it to yours, I guess." He takes another drag, thinking. "What makes you want to fight like that?"