He shrugs and starts to walk away.

"If you don't believe me, that's fine. It's no skin off my back. You can go about trying to figure out where you really are on your own. In the meantime, have fun playing in the leaves. I'll be going down to Hell."

He gives a little wave as he heads toward the elevator in the middle of the garden. Might as well check to see how much Hell has changed since he was gone.