"Thanks, mate," Atlas said to Ben before he left. "I'm sorry it ended like this."
After he left, Atlas looked over at Ronan. "What else is there to do?" he asked. "I've got a case of whiskey under the sink that's been calling my name lately. Besides, Octavius needs to be walked. I don't want him getting anxious and eating up the couch again. I can only fix it so many times."