Lars nods along with Sephiroth's assessment. Why one needs to acquire a taste for something has never quite made sense to him, but he'll leave those people to it. If they want to suffer until they build a tolerance or convince themselves they like something, that's their peculiar life choice.

As for their surroundings, that's its own can of worms. "Maybe they expect more of us to show up, eventually." Maybe their worlds aren't saved so much as their populations relocated, but he won't lend that thought his voice. There wouldn't be enough space were that the eventuality. "Or it could be there's some other purpose to it. The place I came from was massive in scale for no apparent reason."