[Yes, it's not the same as any underground monster's forced smile or even his brother's, but it's a bit hauntingly familiar all the same. The skeleton slowly nods, this one an outright concession - his rescuer here does seem the pessimistic type.]

Well, it's a matter of practice, and experiences. Maybe the teamwork of these 'crossings' will offer some more optimistic experiences. Or pessimistic ones... [He's not a fan of that thought, but, well, his name seems to be missing with no sign where it's gone.]