While Alex was sleeping, Salvatore was contemplating. He remembered his food when his stomach bugged him though, but it was only a mild distraction, his attention for now was turned inward. He didn't notice when his plate was empty, nor when the others finally started filing in, starting straight ahead at the wall as if trying to view its every minute detail.
Slowly the sound brought him around as he looked at the others, just in time to catch the good news. Besides all that was going on, he couldn't help but smile. He wasn't smiling for his own sake, no, but theirs. A friend of his that he made through undead misadventures is going to be happy forever with the friend who even got him in this position in the first place, who ever got him amongst friends in the first place. Sal could practically feel the elation in the room, something that... He never noticed before.
It was like everyone around him was suddenly radiating a kind of... Heat to others around them, each warming the other with little more than their very presence. In a way, Sal realizes that he has been suffering from hypothermia for a long while, mistakenly thinking the bone-chilling cold be that instead of warmth, but was only now realizing how cold he was. His smile slowly widened as he knows that soon, they'll help him feel his own heat. He couldn't wait.
The man snapped out of his introspection as he realized Valor asked him a question. At first he wondered what to say, but soon he knew.
"It wasn' needed anymore."