[He takes it and then looks down at it like it might start on fire. He's silent for a while, and then his eye narrows.] ...Mm...
[He kneels down where he was writing it scribbles something down under the unfinished note. It's a hurried jumble of letters that mention something about love and then the lyrics of a song that he remembers:]
'Si deus me relinquit, Ego deum relinquo.
Solus oppressus nigram clavem habere potest, Omnias ianuas praecludo Sic omnias precationes obsigno.
Sed qui me defendet? Ab me terribilissimo ipse.'
[He hurriedly hangs it up, then stares at you and doesn't say a word. He feels humbled and embarrassed all at once and doesn't know what to say.]