A corner of Errol's mouth twitched and the skin around his eyes crinkled with amusement. He let that hang in the air between them, letting the setting of their meeting stand as a clear answer to that question. "I finally have the opportunity to indulge myself in my retirement."
He didn't speak with any reproach; he had enough guilt from his own time as a Cleric to want to add unnecessarily to Preston's.
He nodded thoughtfully. "Time against you, certainly not. For the ones I've been on guard for..." He slid back behind the counter, where his guns, while unseen, were back within easy reach. "Well."