"No, no it would not be." His own experiences spent around a bonfire did not often include toasts. More planning for war and the great inevitability of a conflict that may kill them all, deep soul searching conversations-

He almost misses it. Almost.

"What one does is raise their on glass in turn. Which you did not have. I shall mend this, yes? One moment." He steps away from their table to fetch another pint of ale for himself- and one for Pel as well.