It was lucky that Flint seemed keen on answering himself, because Lily was lost for an actual toast at the moment, blinking with her lips parted slightly and eyes narrow in thought. "Um..." She could have said so many things, the problem was choosing one. And when Flint proposed a toast 'to bygone eras', Lily grinned, nodding. "To bygone eras, of course!" She said, clinking her glass to his before taking a sip. "You're a nice man, Flint, and you seem to like bygone eras as much as I do, as well!"