It's almost enough to make Rosinante roll his eyes, but he's not drunk enough to be that rude. There's a lot of judgment going on here for someone who claims he doesn't judge, a lot of "good" and "bad" for someone who claims not to believe in those things, and plenty of other contradictions he's already sort of lost the thread of, but he'll blame that on the beer. It's good beer, and this is not his first one of the night.

"As I see it," he starts, then pauses for a draw from his cigarette, "everyone here is equal. Some did bad things in life, some didn't. Some decided to make a new start, be something different. Others, maybe they didn't have to, maybe they're content with who they are and have always been. If this is an afterlife, which is what I thought at first too, then it's one where people don't have to be or deserve any particular thing. It's all what you make of it from this point on."