I need no one to remind me how easily the ones I love can be lost.

[There's no reason to get testy with this stranger, especially not when they've been commiserating together, but Ravus is bitter. The only people he cares about, he's already lost.

But his drinking mate does not know that, and Ravus' anger deflates into resignation.]

It is wise counsel, nonetheless. I should have treasured my family more, before it was too late.