Death Key walked up to one of the men, who sat alone on a chest, smoking a cigarette. He asked this man, "Do you still have cigarettes?"
The man produced a cigarette pack from his right pocket and handed it to Death Key. From the weight and look of the pack, Death Key knew that it was a recent pack. He took out a stick and put it in his mouth. Before he could ask, the man beside him produced a lighter and ignited it. Death Key bent down to let the butt of the cigar stick bathe in the flame. He returned the pack and then took the cigar out of his mouth to hold in his left hand, which he dropped beside his hip. He puffed out smoke from his mouth and nostrils while looking up.
"It’s polite to say thank you to the person who just did you a favor," said the man beside Death Key.
Death Key replied, "Shut the f*ck up, Rag head."
Rag Head, the man beside Death Key, didn’t take offence at the rude reply. It was a norm among mercenaries to be rude to people.