"To be honest, it doesn't sound too different from mine. And I like mine well enough." It's a bland over generalization, but it's true-ish. Living underground came with awful consequences -- bad education, bad general health, bad overcrowding, bad food shortages -- but there was plenty to like, too. His brother, for once. His house. Grillby's. It's a monster tradition to keep smiling, no matter how many blinders you have to strap on.

At the very least, they were safe from human cruelty. Until they weren't, of course.

"Then again, I don't have to live with 'em."