[If he's going to be honest, Jamie's starting to think of apocalypses and aggressively rude douchebags with the same level of weary disdain. He's endured more of either than he ever wanted to, often simultaneously, and he's just. Tired.]
I've got a lighter, yeah. [Pause.] What'll you give me if let you use it?
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I've got a lighter, yeah. [Pause.] What'll you give me if let you use it?