He chuckles, far from unkind, and glances elsewhere in the tent.

"You're very earnest, aren't you." The remark was another jest, of course, — ever something to guide conversation, to save others the miscomfort of silence, — though Daithi supposes his attempts are as meager as he often feels. (Perhaps for the tasteless quality of his natural humor. Perhaps for either belonging to the Inquisitor.)

"It's a good thing to be in this world," he says, a matter of reassurance. (The observation was not meant to mock.) His gaze returns to Brigham, then, soft and affectionate.