Lesainar is indeed a magnificent bastard.

As you can see here, he's taking time out at a local bar with not one, but two, nice young ladies. And you know what else? They're not dumb bimbos he just picked up; nor are they drunk randomers, or hookers, or anything like that. Nope. That right there is Melissa (left) and Nediira (right) - his team mates. That's right. His team mates. Intelligent and competent people with pretty high standards. And they BOTH decided, of their own free will, to mob him.

And that's why he's looking like such a smug git.

Sign on the left says "BAR" in Drow; the poster on the right is from 's "Reefer Madness" set. (They're actually anti-drug posters from the 40s or 50s). I know they're a bit "human" looking to be on the wall in a Drow establishment far in the underdark, but hey. This is the post-apocalyptic future. And the rebel faction do rather take the "scrapheap challenge" approach to aesthetics...it's quite likely that some widely-travelled character dug up some bits of 1950s human culture on a raid long ago, and it ended up getting hung on the wall in this seedy bar in the sprawling metropolis of Kzeila'rune, sometime after the collapse of proper society.