He listens, quiet, before shaking his head.

"Has the world truly changed so?"

If so, he's upset by it. But instead of showing as much, he merely smiles again and reaches out to touch Emet-Selch's arm.

"Well, whether it has or has not, there is no use in moping about it. Sorrow will not fill our bellies. If these people would like a fair trade, I'm sure you can create something worthy of their attention. So come, let's look for somewhere selling food."