Mitchell has his own pack, which were ridiculously priced but then he had been more concerned with staving off other cravings. He takes one of his own out and lights up. Oh, the joys of not living in post-smoking ban Britain.

He shrugs at Ivan's remark. "It wasn't a total loss." Although he's thinking more about the company (...Hasi, not Deacon) than the lack of feeding.