[Nikolai's gratitude interrupts Brook's technological train of thought. Blinking once, he looks up from his phone. His expression is blank enough that Nikolai might have temporarily slipped into a foreign language. That's how rarely people thank him.
Or at least, how rarely their thanks strike him as genuine. Or understandable.
This he understands. Nikolai needed help. He needed help from someone who knew, in some part, what he's going through. Brook might have been the only one who could help, at least in that way, in that moment.
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Or at least, how rarely their thanks strike him as genuine. Or understandable.
This he understands. Nikolai needed help. He needed help from someone who knew, in some part, what he's going through. Brook might have been the only one who could help, at least in that way, in that moment.
It's a real thank you. It means something.]