[Andrew sighs then inhales, and, even though she coughs at the hot entry of smoke in her lungs, she doesn't respond nearly as violently as someone who's never smoked a cigar or cigarette would.]

It's good that they have because I've gotten quite unlucky. Sleeping in the rain and then waking up in that fire? I've taken ill two weeks in a row now.

[She lets the cigarette dangle from her knuckles, looking thoughtful. It really has been a strange experience waking up perfectly healthy every Monday, clearly.]

You were in a hostile environment, weren't you? You must just be getting comfortable by the end of the week.