[He narrows his eyes at the thought. Wow, this place is somehow far worse than Ponyville, if it could so easily threaten their lives for a stupid reason.]

That would definitely top the worst ways to die list. But trust me, that ain't gonna happen.

[He throws the soupt together in a hurry, somehow still gathering the correct amounts. When it's all stirred and can simmer for a few moments, he returns and plops next to Marty on the couch.]

We're all in the same horribly sinking love boat. If the other victims know what's good for 'em, they'll help you. And if they don't?

[He sits up, looks hesitant...and then his expression hardens into determination. For the first time in his life, Strong Bad hugs a friend. It's kind of painfully awkward for a second, because he's not quite sure what he's doing, but he soon has it under control and gives him a rough squeeze.]

Screw it. I don't like this any more than you do, but if that's what it takes to keep you? Fine. Done.