[Raven sighs right back as he brings his glass back up to his lips.]

You're probably right about that. [He takes a sip.] Guess the only real time woulda been back when we first met, but what would we even hafta say other than immediately talkin' about the thing we never wanted ta even acknowledge in the first place?

[Yeah... There was never going to be a good time for this.]

I just hate thinkin' how...it had ta take some eyepatched asshole draggin' us ta another world ta take part in his stupid murder ritual fer us ta become friends.

[And once that's out there, he's internally telling himself he's nowhere near drunk enough for this yet.]