[ he shakes his head. not only does he need sympathy for something so banal at this point, he just... isn't used to it. receiving sympathy in the first place, that is. usually most people will just tuck these traumatic moments at the back of their minds and move on with their lives. the fact that most people don't see this as anything normal, that it's normal to grieve properly...

it makes him angry, honestly. and he has half a mind to punch this guy out of sheer rage, but thankfully(?) his own sadness is dampening the urge to do so. instead, he swallows. ]

That's... That's the weird thing about it. The fact that it felt so real.

[ he can afford to think rationally here, too. he has to, or else nobody in this safe is getting out of here alive. ]

If you recognize the item in your box, [ sniffles ] don't touch it. If you don't wanna remember either.