[At first he thinks, that just sounds like a magic human. A magic semi-immortal human. But, turning to stone, that catches him. That seems horrifying. He guesses it's less so if Faust is already dead... hopefully he's not awake to turn to stone.

The rest... well the rest is just sad. He speaks even quieter than usual.]

... You don't seem... so different to me. You're living here... with everyone. And... you've accepted me...

[Well, more or less. He glances awkwardly to the side.]

Er... if... I go with you... for food... it might be... gruesome...? I, uh... don't exactly... carry a fork... so to speak...