[He follows his little brother's gaze and.. yeah.]

I know. It's... He'll come around. One of you will definitely have to go get him though. If it's me, he'll just yell at me some more.

[He lays his head back again on the now-only-a-little-mushy ice pack and stares at the ceiling.] Some pizza from Run of the Mill might be good to lure him out.