Howard fidgets with the edge of his sleeve. Now that Anwei's called him on it, he feels self-conscious about the morbid comments he made. In a way he wants to tell her that obviously he wasn't being serious, but then again, there was a grain of truth in all that bitterness and hyperbole. "Yeah. It would."

He takes the gauze pad from her and uses it, blushing a bit. He doesn't like attention called to his strange eating habits, but he supposes he picks at Anwei's enough, so it's only fair. "I guess not. Thanks again."