"God, this isn't the conversation I wanted to be having again," Childermass complains. He finally grabs up the bottle again, only to find it empty, to which he gives an entirely tragic look. "If you're really so useless at anything other than fighting and killing, fine. I'll throw you back to Lambert."

Not really a promise only one part of Childermass can keep but... really, dark Childermass is tired of this argument and calling for another bottle of wine instead.