"Well, everyone deserves better, don't they, Mr. Strange?" Childermass replies to that after a long pause where he just looks at Strange, a bit startled now at the outburst. He gestures towards the other side of the bench. "Sit down."

If he'll even take orders like that from anyone anymore. Regardless, he'll try to carry on.

"I didn't tell you how steep a hill I have ahead of me because I thought I deserved better. From the Raven King, perhaps, and that is... difficult. It is. But I am the man I am because of what I've survived. Most of it without magic, you know. My earliest inkling that I even had magic was my cards and those certainly didn't find me work or fill my plate."