A little shudder at the mention of dracolisks, but Barrow brought up the joke and isn't going to back down from it now-- or at least, he wasn't until the conversation pivots toward end of life planning, and now all the fun has gone out of it entirely.

"Er," he intones, a bit defeated, "--yes." Pressing his lips together, he avoids eye contact, instead looking out at the sea. Thanks man great talk