The Cubone accepts his mug gratefully, and for a moment there's just peace and calm. Nothing but the sounds of hot chocolate being sipped and ungulates crunching leaves on the television.

Then Henry just... blurts that out.

Wrath first blinks, drawn back out of haze of fatigue and Warm Beverage (tm) he'd sunk into by those words, even though they take a second to sink in.

Then his nose wrinkles and his mouth torques, almost like the prelude to an incredulous laugh, but not quite.

"... Yeah. 'Back'," he says finally, and even though he still sounds tired and distant, there's... some note of amusement in it. Like he's making a private joke, somehow. But if anyone expects him to explain it... then they're out of luck, because he's taking another really long drink from his cocoa.