when all is said and done

Like all, when all is said and done, the regret is almost immediate.

For you though, not me. I've got no qualms, not at all.

But for you, you've got so much more... baggage. Responsibilies to uphold, people to answer to and your own conscience to face; I've got none of that. I do whatever I please and I don't quite fear repercussions though I know there ineveitably, will always be.

Being the person whom you are, surely you can tell?

Somehow, the words just flowed and I reckon things just spoke for themselves. And all I did, was express a vulgar disbelief, as if I was regretful at all.

Perhaps I was, in the slightest sense. But, as an afterthought, to whom? Didn't we agree that in this world, it's everyone for themselves?