If you were an ass, sure. [He mutters plainly.] No one can go in or out without getting hurt - because I don't use the door myself. If you left before I was done with you, I'd let you get hurt. If you put me in danger, I'd put you on the other side of the door, away from me. It's a simple solution to a simple problem.

[As he speaks, smoke curls up from his mouth and the air starts to take on a feint smell like burning plants. He contemplates for a moment, before leaning up a bit and holding the cigarette so Ragnar could take it.]

Wanna try?