He offers a smile in return, void of its usual weariness, gently folding the upper corner of his current page and closing the book with care, setting it to the side.

He's at ease here, though he knows it won't last forever. He has to return to missions and the compound eventually...but at least he will be in better health and unlikely to fall ill as quickly again.

Not much to worry about as he can stand easily, making his way to where the food is set.