Regret requires investment. I doubt many of us will come to see this place as being worthy of it. I imagine we have lives to return to that merit more concern.

[The alcohol is strong, and of a higher grade than what he's used to. A princely thing. Thomas' father kept an extensive wine collection on the Hamilton estate and as Thomas and Miranda wore down his reservations he found himself sampling them at length. They were of a similar quality to this. Whoever runs this distillery takes pride in their work.

-- But it's incredibly fucking fruity.]