[Haru flicks her ear the moment she finishes assessing it with her hands. Right, he's being paid to do all this...while her nameless (to him) benefactor is doing this out of what he assumes is out of the goodness of his cold heart, this man is just a paid bodyguard of sorts.]

I'm not the one paying you. [She knows he already knows this, knows that it won't change anything to point out how little say she has in the manner of this guy's hiring. If she had her choice she'd have continued to live freely, even if that put her at risk.

There's something in the way he looks that is simultaneously a comfort and unnerving. It's from their close proximity for the last...however many months they've been together, and each time it's a pull against her fur, felt most keen at the back of her neck, that grows stronger and stronger. She rubs at it, allowing herself a slight shiver that can easily be attributed to the open window and thin nightgown she has one.]

Well, you think loudly. Especially when this isn't something you need to figure out... [She's looking away as she says this, still rubbing the back of her neck, then after another moment or two she looks back at him, avoiding his gaze in a way that's typical of a prey animal, focused instead on the expanse of the city behind him.] The least you could do is offer a lady a smoke.

[She's making herself difficult, which is typical.]

Unless you're too busy figuring this out to do so.