It's certainly preferable to being bossed around by an ugly face.

[ So yeah, maybe he's just fine with it. Who knows. He quirks an eyebrow - more at the fresh scars than anything else, jesus christ - and drops back into his chair, swiveling it so that he's facing her. ]

Listen, I've got enough catastrophic health problems without adding cancer to the list. [ And honestly, he has enough unhealthy vices as it is. ] You want gum? Best I've got, this is only a two star hotel.