[ Cheol-gang actually laughs at that, or something adjacent to a laugh - briefly, he dips his head, huffs, smiles with something just a hair left of good humor. This is the first time anyone's ever said or implied such a thing, but he doubts this young man, wherever he's from, is able to recognize the presumptive disparity in rank between them that would make such a comment so inappropriate in the DPRK. And, put bluntly, it's amusing enough to humor. ]

I suppose so. It's never been a habit I felt any particular urge to break, no more than I want to suddenly stop drinking tea.

[ He approaches with a smooth and confident step, unbuttoning the pocket below his ribbon bars as he walks and tapping another thin white cylinder out of the pack within before extending it in the newcomer's direction. ]

If you'd like. Most of my men find it calms them down.