She smiles brightly, happy at the offer even if he's playing it up. "I work with runes. Solid magic, you know?" She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and leans forward to draw a small luck rune on his arm. It's nothing really, and she's sure it won't do anything against the curse. She's only ever known it to last a day anyway, but she thought it might be a nice gesture. "To help you not light your hair on fire next time you go for a cigarette."