...all right, maybe he is going to put the cigarette out--but not without taking one last drag from it and then blowing the smoke out down wind from Konoe. (He's nice that way.)

"Your guess is as good as mine," he replies, shrugging, but he hasn't lost his crooked smile. Maybe it's a touch wistful, or maybe it's just a trick of the street lights. "I'm in no rush to go back to where I came from. Can't beat the sunshine," he adds.

Also, y'know, he's dead back in Thedas, so there's that.