[Tiger relaxes, only slightly, once he’s sure this guy isn’t going to make any move towards him, but his body stays tensed.]

And isn’t that convenient? You’re not very original with your excuses.

[His nose crinkles up as he finally catches wind of the stench from the cigarette smoke, and he shakes his head in disgust. But even that small movement sends another wave of dizziness through him, and he stumbles on his feet a little – snarling in frustration as he does.]

What am I supposed to believe? That you just happened to stop by?