Further proof that cigarettes? Not so bad. He too would rather have a smoke than a soda, but they don't make him cringe at all as badly as for Cao Pi it seems.

Chips, soda, and candy. What have they done to the poor little glutton? But it does seem content to just lie back and munch, so Rosinante nods and makes his way back out the door as carefully as he can without knocking in to anything this time.

"Wish it was that easy with all of them. Imagine handing a candy bar to a green-eyed spirit."