"I happen to be good at that." Though usually he at least has something to base it on. You know. A little bit of leftover C4 or something so that he can really make an impact. Here.. it's a lot like making spitballs and hoping that the rubber bands are strong enough. He can only hope that they'll come upon a stash somewhere and can hoard it all.

Gundam pilot habits.

Duo lights up for a moment as the cigarette is offered, all too happy to take one. "I take it y'gotta light?"

If he doesn't.. he'll have to make one.