"Mm, troublesome times, troublesome times." Oraskis rumbles and shakes his head, the vague words and motions glossing over the unfortunate truths of such things. He's thoughtful for a moment and it takes him a minute to look at Jim when he starts speaking again. "Sometimes time seems like an endless sky of hurricanes pressing against one another, and the calm eye of the storm is a tiny breath of relief as we move through them... Other times it's like large waves that catch us off guard as we go swimming in the sea."

He goes quiet and then smiles at Jim, lifting his glass. "But it makes these happy times all the more important. A toast! To peace." His smile widens and his eyes twinkle. "And a little bit of silliness."