[Finally, finally something gets the big guy to laugh -
Though it's more like a round of wheezes that ends with a coughing fit into his elbow, having to push his helmet up and everything.

But that helmet falls back over his head again, the biggest, dumbest grin spread across it as he reaches over and pats the back of Sonic's hand.]

Naw, naw - you fine, hun, 's all good! Not like you gonna hurt it any, and besides...
'S only the core o' my soul, anyhow. Not the whole thing!

[For the rest, though... he draws his hand back again, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair.]

... Y'know. We got other Otherworlders kickin' 'round this place, they got the ability back in their world to go hoppin' into others.
Can't do it here, but... once everyone all done savin' Ellipsa or whatever, they plan to go hopping world to world, lookin' for their friends.
Which is to say... if ya meet anyone here you think could help you with that quest, then remember you might actually be able to have'em pop up in your world to help.

I'd offer, bein' that I am a logistics kinda fella... but I ain't made to play nice, neither.
Even in the land of the dead, my job's killin' folks. ... Well - my second job's killin' folks, anyhow.