That he could believe, but he's relieved to hear too, even with a mind that still at time second-guesses what he knows. Have they been here for a week? A few weeks? Their whole entire lives-?

He frowns, looking at least like he's having a hard time picking what to eat.

"Do you think it's toying with us?" he asks, not taking off his gaze from the menu he's barely registering. "Is everyone- everything- real?"