[ Crais makes a low noise, of agreement and possibly sympathy. He doesn't say anything though. He doesn't often struggle for words but this is....

There's no... cultural context for anything he wants to say. That context only exists in a place he's already dead. It's not the first time he's run into that wall, it's just usually humorous, and centered around language usage. ]

It doesn't matter. Being here's been good for us both, and I never want to wait to eat, but this time I'll hold off so I can eat with you, I think.