Matt chuckled. "It's easy when they've always been assholes."

He stood, hands absently patting himself down before he found a small box of cigarettes, popping it open to pull out one obviously hand-rolled cigarette and sitting down again, rolling the cylinder between his fingers with a hum of attentive acknowledgement.

Of course he could.

The laugh was a slow growing one, starting from his chest and breaking through him with deeper sound as the easy smile spread into a grin.

"You're not exactly an ugly man, mon ami, and we are in the place for it. There are firsts for everyone, I'm sure." Including him.

"Please tell me you met Obi-Wan Kenboi. He was my favorite."