Moros still had passing thoughts of, 'I can't believe we're actually doing this'. These were closely followed by, 'Wait, why are we doing this again?' Even though he couldn't remember, he was never one to back down from anything. Especially if booze and free things were involved.
He was standing outside the main sanctuary when Ate burst in, hair in disarray, but at least she was there. "Better late than never," he said. "Shall we do this?"