[It takes him a moment, but he actually wiggles back up into the seat properly and peeks through the hood and takes it.

And reads it.

And jesus lucian christ it's about as feels-inducing as he figured it was just listening to it. Nope. Not gonna get choked up reading stupid-ass Latin-that-isn't-called-Latin. Nuh-uh. From this angle, it's hard to see his face as it is still, and that's for the best. Give him a moment.

Aaaand okay go, game face on.]

Yeah, well, I didn't know that because the whole thing seemed pretty final and I was trying to be a good boy and not bother you with it. I was gonna ask Clarith. She's nnnnot in the mood to deal with people. Or with anything. I think.

I got some of the words, anyway. Better than nothing.