"Yeah? Before here?" He can only assume, since Soldat doesn't smoke as constantly here as he does. Probably before the arm, he realizes. Huh.

So he just lets that be a rhetorical question with no need for an actual answer as he then shrugs and continues. "I only had to go two weeks here without, in that first month after I and Gene and Wade all ran out after trying to share what we had. Headaches and shit. No fun." Which he punctuates with a slow exhale of smoke.

It feels oddly nice to commiserate with someone. Not something he does here often.