[Just let him be the downer, jeez!! He squeezes back and gently swings their hands back and forth, starting to head off again.]

Yeah, yeah. That's not your fault, though, that's life. And besides, if we're not gonna fucking talk about it right now, there's no sense in harpin' on about the woeful bits. Why not tell me about the guy that's not as handsome as me, but was nice enough to buy you a drink, huh? Or about how things are going with Grim Creeper?