Typical, indeed. Yet, something's still off. Neutral and unfazed by the dismissal, he tries an entreaty.

"You understand I am asking as a friend concerned for your well-being, yes? I noticed you seem somehow distracted. I cannot help but feel like there is something more to this that you don't want to tell me. If you prefer not to speak of it, though, I could always make an educated guess..."

There's only so many things he'd be so gloomy about, so pressed to hide from him. Elidibus is sure his station as the Emissary doesn't help matters, but he is genuinely concerned that something ill befell him in the time they were apart.