[Food is a fantastic distraction from the subject at hand even if his appetite's tanking the longer they talk. But Thrall put in the effort for him and surprisingly he's actually respectful of that.]

You realize that for every good thing I do I end up doing something else to destroy that, don't you? [It's a dry tone, but it's true. Hence being grounded.] I guess I just don't feel like it's enough when everybody else can do so much more and I'm just...["Me." At a loss of what he can do without his usual materials and without asking everybody to help him.] Never mind. You're right. It doesn't have to be something huge. [He ducks his head to focus on his food, also looking at Snowsong out of the corner of his eye.] Thank you. I guess I forgot.