Hythlodaeus just shrugs. He's dead, or he was... what is the worst that can possibly happen when you've seen your home destroyed and your people perish?

"I simply think it would be best to look on the bright side for now. We are together, that is all that matters to me."

He finishes his hotdog in relative silence, and once he's done he conjures a little cloth to wipe his mouth off with. Then he leans against his friend, smiling.

"Ah... wonderful. I feel much better. My thanks for the food."