Xel smiles peacefully and works on the next order, humming slightly. It wasn't something he'd expected, but coming back here was definitely the right thing to do. With Scraggly-san for lunch, his ether is gaining the strength to work on his leg more quickly.
He flips a carrot into the air and chops it there thoughtfully, laying bets with himself on whether terror will confirm or erase Rincewind's memory about the sausage thing. Well, in the meantime, he can see how the rowdy table likes their pizza, anyway.