....Ah.

[He has, once again, not understood that happy tears are a thing that exist.]

[Still, it's... It's fine. He fumbles about his person for a handkerchief, only to find that he stopped carrying one ages ago, since no one needs a handkerchief while they're feral.]

It is the least I can do, for a friend. In truth, I wish that I could take more credit for it, yet it is thanks to people close to me that I could think of something like that.

I can only hope... that it continues to bring you happiness.