"Gorgeous ass, and she's a bit kooky, isn't she? She'd go into a trance, I bet."

Tobias grinned broadly as he leaned back dragging the smoke into his lungs and holding it a moment before letting it out in a thin stream. For the most part he wasn't one to smoke, but he enjoyed a fag here and there. Surreptitiously he still kept an eye on Henry for the right techniques in holding a fag; the right method for inhaling; the right method for flicking the used ash of the end.

"Too right she would," he agreed, imagining the pixie-haired witch in some rather interesting moments involving much sweat, much flesh and much pleasure. But he left off on such thoughts as Henry continued to speak. Reaching for the bottle of firewhiskey, he took another sip and let his eyes focus on the screen of trees as he considered the idea of a conquest.

"Think you're really up for something that complicated?" he teased gently as he flicked the ash from the end of his fag. "Bet I could land a girl before you could."