Right.

[ And how dryly that's said. ]

With hallucinations driving people mad, creepy dolls perched outside cabins, an endless darkness with the flame of these lanterns being the only source of light and to keep us safe, and who knows what else might be out there just waiting to have happen.

[ Turning, he shakes his head. ]

Sounds great. [ Yes, that's sarcasm. ] Might as well make myself useful then.

[ To which he makes his way for the front door, figuring it best to just wander off on a walk himself. ]