Go on. Give the worgs some Booze! They'll love it.

Findal: "Oh, thank you, thank you. I thought I was going to die down here."
Player: "Don't thank me yet. I'm here to finish what they started."

Fine, I guess I'll just stay here and eat dirt or whatever.

You could've asked me to do the same - to throw myself at her, what I wanted be damned. But you didn’t. And I’m grateful.

Not what will happen - what will you do. Your past is not yet lost. Your future is not yet fixed.