He could, and that got him to find an empty can to ditch his smoke in so he could greet her properly. Which he did, snaking his arms around her waist into an embrace.

"I didn't like swordfighting with the knight," he confessed. "Or, rather I didn't like how easily I did it. Even though I know it was just a game, he ..." Romeo stopped, closed his eyes, drew a breath. "He said one of the last things Mercutio said, by chance. It jarred me to hear it, and jarred me more that I went on fighting."