Sweeney's quiet for a good while, focusing on rolling, then sealing. He sets the cigarette in the lid only long enough to scoop up the set together.

He keeps them in a gently coiled fist, holding them out as if to drop them in her hand.

"You f'gure out what he wants from ya?" He's still not convinced on the whole flower thing. The 'innocent' ones have a way of wiggling things to get what they want without the other party realizing it.