Justin's smile dimmed at the comment about how he looked, as it reminded him of the many reasons not to look so well, but tried to reinforce it before it was too noticeable.
"I'm surviving," he said with a shrug as he sat down. "I'm not the one with the problems lately, anyway. It's not like I'm having recurring nightmares, or lost my best mate, or whatever. Life's just... dandy."
He speared a piece of chicken a little harder than he'd intended and tried to enjoy the taste of it, instead of being distracted by his stupid worries.