Firo rises to his feet as she moves the body. He feels stupid saying anything, considering his views on life and death. These bones are nothing to him--or, he thinks they should be. But if they're nothing, then there's no harm in saying something to make Grune happy, right?

"Uh, yeah. What she said." He clears his throat, stalling for time. He knows simply seconding her isn't enough. "Nothin' else bad can happen while you're out here, so... Enjoy?"