[Another huff, but of disbelief this time.] With the technological progress they have here? No. They'll have something for us to do.

[He skips right over the talk of drink, and perhaps that insistence from Prouvaire that they not fight is the reason. Talking about drink always leads to arguments.]

No canon arrayed against us, at least. How you slept through the guard knocking at our gate is entirely beyond me.