Solomon patted Rose on the back and nods. "You're right. We'll have to fight eventually. When we do, though, it will be on our own terms I hope." He smiled. "By then, we would have laughed at them enough to make them seem like nothing compared to us. Also, I could probably take on at least one of them, oh ye of little faith." he joked. "With the hand tied behind his back, at least."

Solomon watch Phil as well. "Well, I mean the bread you got was different. We needed that." He sighed. He started noticing the little things he was talking about, like the bread and all that, may have not been doing much good for Rose, given what she said to him. Despite feeling bad about it, he couldn't help but feel some relief as well. He wasn't the only one who was terrified, and, in all honesty, that was the only time he used humor. He found it to be a fantastic coping mechanism. He never considered using humor in the way Rose did, however. Making the enemy seem more vulnerable. It was like mental propaganda. He could respect that, especially in moments like these.

"I seriously hope I'm benefitting something to this conversation." he mumbled.