Lich raises his head from his drink and looks at the message directed at his men. Confusion sets in.
'Did I do something? Did they do something? Something was done?' He thinks to himself.

'You're very welcome my appologies for not having any idea who you are but as you can see I'm drunk and therefor an idiot. I overheard Sol mention bringing in extra drinks for us as thanks, though I must admit I've no idea what you are thanking us for likely something that Horus and Sol have killed regardless, I agree wine and cardamine no better thing in life. Our duties are always forfilled regardless though... but I really would like some wine'

His head now lowered back down to his drink, Lich ponders for a moment as to whether or not if he is becoming an alcoholic and more to the point whether or not if it matters that he is one.