He's better than he realizes. He's here after all, isn't he?

"...you wanna stay here, or...?"

"No," he sighs with audible melancholy, "I suppose not. Any exploration I attempt now will surely be thwarted." There, he casts a dubious look towards the nearby loitering Sentry, but a moment later he has looked to Zephyr again. He takes a moment to breathe in and rally his flagging spirits, then smiles. "Let us find a place to sit and speak, instead. You can tell me of your lodgers, if you wish."

There is an additional curiosity hidden within him--about Zephyr and X--but the Fool is careful not to reveal it just yet.