[He notes a rock in the cave that would make a suitable seat and sets down, folding his hands over the top of his cane and placing his chin on his hands. the dreary little smile becoming more of a rakish smirk.]

You've got me pegged now. Maybe if I hadn't turned up here, I would have just made my own problems, just so I could find a way to solve them again. Boredom doesn't suit me.