[York turns at the sound of a second voice and he takes a moment to briefly eye the new member of the slowly growing group. Still, he must not find anything objectionable for he does relax long enough to take another long draw of his smoke. Quite unfortunately, he has it down nearly to the filter - but that doesn't mean he won't milk it for every last bit of nicotine goodness.]
I don't think she gave us much choice and, besides, the rain is sort of...nice. Refreshing. Also, this is apparently one of the only places we're allowed to smoke on grounds, so... [He trails off with a half-hearted shrug and a 'what can you do' sort of gesture]