"And there's plenty left to do with our un-lives." But right now he feels less motivated to think about all that lies ahead of them than usual. Law gravely injured, others dead, and this monster that destroys worlds was trapped and not fully developed. He's not feeling extremely optimistic.

He downs another gulp of the bland wine and doesn't fully manage to hide his grimace, but at least it goes well with the subject. "Guess I'd be twenty-eight."