He looks down at the bottle and of course recognizes it. Part of him wants to just throw it against the wall, but instead he uncorks the top and takes a sip. "This is your solution to everything, isn't it?" The criticism normally would be bitingly harsh, but there was no fire behind it now.

"Whoever you made a wager with that this wouldn't work out, you should go collect from," he says in one of his bitterest tones. Which is saying something, since he has a number of them.