[Ugh... thanks man. He doesn't take the box, instead just pulling a bunch of tissues out to try to clean up his face. Things might not be totally better, but they're certainly not worse.
It still hurts, an empty ache in the center of his chest to know that by the standards of where he comes from, he's nobody important. But maybe... maybe Faize is right. He's still shaking from the emotion, but at least he's not crying nearly as hard, just hiding his face behind the tissues.]
T-thanks... thanks, Faize, [he manages finally, when he trusts his voice enough to stay steady. It's a little hoarse, but it doesn't seem like he'll be breaking back into tears immediately, at least?]
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It still hurts, an empty ache in the center of his chest to know that by the standards of where he comes from, he's nobody important. But maybe... maybe Faize is right. He's still shaking from the emotion, but at least he's not crying nearly as hard, just hiding his face behind the tissues.]
T-thanks... thanks, Faize, [he manages finally, when he trusts his voice enough to stay steady. It's a little hoarse, but it doesn't seem like he'll be breaking back into tears immediately, at least?]