"Yes, I know," he says gruffly--perhaps the closest to familiar that he's come during this whole conversation. "Tis hardly as if I expected it." To be honest, once they were solidly on the course of ending the war, he hadn't thought about it at all, what he would do with himself after. He preferred to deal with one problem at a time. So he honestly can't say what he would have done if everything had gone just a bit differently.

He huffs and shakes his head, then reaches up to push his bangs back out of his face a little.

"Tis vexing, often as not. This reality entire is."