He'll think of the positive side later, when he's got a few more hours to himself and his nerves aren't as raw as they currently are. But at the moment, Strange would not have taken well to any mention of the positive side. It's still too soon.

"Thank you," Strange simply says, taking another deep breath, trying to keep his cool. After all, Yuya was a child and Strange was an adult. It wouldn't do any good for him to see one of the grownups so dangerously close to flipping the fuck out.

"Though, it seems the master of Lost Hope wasn't real either. The Prince must have had far too much fun poking around my mind if I was lucky enough to have multiple people I know arrive!"

It's Strange trying to seem joking and trying to seem light-hearted, but he can't deny the underlying bitterness in his tone. Because again, why him?