His eyes narrow as they go on, obvious in their implications. He'd like to think they're teasing, but it doesn't help that he can imagine them acting the same way if they aren't. In either case, his appetite is dwindling the more they go on, which is probably proof enough. -- As if he's honestly considering the possibility. He really is out of it.

"I'd hate to be picky." He mutters, keeping his reaction as bland as he can. Although he should be careful, since they did pull out a coffin from somewhere. There's something called taking a joke too far.