They'd gone through the other things to do for stress, for oral fixation; for keeping from relapsing during the critical few months it takes to break a bad habit. And he'd been good about them, over the last year and change. He'd kept up even against the ghost cravings which had haunted him even when the six month mark had been survived.

He'd completely forgotten all of them in finding himself out here.

It takes a moment to actually move. To get his heel on the smoldering cigarette on the ground. To overcome the shake in his hands to pull out a coin for her, press it into her hand because he can't trust himself to toss it.