"Dear old dad remembered that I existed, that's what," Childremass answers, voice absolutely bitter. He isn't even going to disguise it. As much as he plays the sarcastic 'who cares, not me' card about most things as a public face, it's far from the truth and especially when it comes to family matters.

He'll get to food later, provided Lambert doesn't pull off the amazing feat of eating it all on his own before then. No, he's going for his own mug of wine first. If he's inevitably going to talk about how he's connected to all this weird-ass faerie shit, he — as mentioned long before — isn't doing it sober and for good reason. It's a family thing. That makes it so much worse.