He tries to force the feelings down, to shut them down, but it's not working. Why isn't it working? He's not sure, and he hates it. He feels so weak. But Soldat is talking to him. Slowly he glances up, looking at the piece of paper blankly.

Is that... huh. He takes it carefully, feeling it. ... Yeah, that's origami paper. He'll have to ask where this came from later. He doesn't respond verbally, just focuses on the paper.