"Really? I haven't gone a day since I arrived without a drink," is his reply, faintly amused by the wordplay of this as he chuckles, shaking his head. He gives her a curious look, because living to fight another day had been exactly what he'd managed to do. "That was my day. I lived that day after a big fight, but I don't think that there will be many more like it."

"It's very quiet, here," is his opinion, with a shrug like it's not such a bad thing, but he hasn't entirely decided if that's what he's going to stick with.