[ Abel sets his empty glass down (voila, wonder of wonders, their toast indeed was the magic trick) and pats Claude heartily on the shoulder. ]

Ah, the vigor of youth~! You're a young man in your prime, Claude, so please make sure you stop and smell the roses as they say, you know? Schooling is quite important, but you also have to live a little, right~? [ this priest is just looking out for your immortal soul by encouraging some casual debauchery, no thanks necessary, really ]