"Yeah," he mumbles, even if he's not entirely sure himself. "We'll be fine." Or, at least, if some of them believe it hard enough, it won't be quite a lie. As one of the supervisors, he figures it's his job to spread some encouragement. None of them can survive on pessimism. Well, optimism isn't on the plate either, but at least it makes them want to keep eating.

Being told he's made a lot of effort makes him want to laugh, for all the wrong reasons. Instead, he only smiles a little. "Not been much of a reason ta thank me, I figure." So that's a no.