(Places a hand on Tyvian’s sleeve before he can leave.)
Sit down boy. We shouldn’t drag out old wounds. Join us?
(Offers Tyvian the wineskin again, when he doesn’t take it, drinks himself)
Some things should be forgotten.
(Hands Bregg the wineskin)
Old Soldiers like us have a lot of forgetting to do.
(Smiles slightly at Bregg)
Some of us are better at it than others.