Doesn't feel like it, these days. [ A bitter laugh. ] Shouldn't have left, should we?

[ It's the first time he's brought that particular thing up. He puts the glass down on the table, looking up to stare at the ceiling. ]

Your hunters wouldn't have tried shit. And nobody would need to know about the little village that got condemned to hell. She'd still be happy. We could have just won once then stopped and not tried again.