"Lilinette," Nel said, the name itself being used as a warning in that trick used by mothers the world over. It was already too late, though. Lilinette was obviously intent on being a nuisance from the look on her face.

Stark must be asleep, Halibel and Nnoitra must be busy. Or not as interesting as newcomers.

Tyki's question distracted her, and she turned towards the doorway, flashing him a smile. "If you're brave you can feed it to a Malboro," she said, with a slight grin. "Or you can flick it in the grass," she offered, "it's fine." The fact he had the forethought to ask was nice. They should probably get a sandbucket or something out there for discarded cigarette ends. Tyki might not be the only one to smoke that was coming to join them in the next few days.

"Something will either eat it, or use it for nesting," she added.