As far as Guts is concerned, Saturday is an adult. She can do what she wants. He's not going to lecture someone about their habits or vices when used to be mercenary that chopped people up for money - and enjoyed his job, at that. After giving the cigarette a curious look and familiarizing himself with the scent, he moves on.
"What were you trying to do before you came here?"
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"What were you trying to do before you came here?"