[He needs to take in a deep breath, then let out a shaky sigh before he can keep going.]

I...at least there's something good about it all, then.

And...yeah, there is. Dia de los muertos. If you want, I...I could put a photo of you on an ofrenda, if you want. To remember you by.

[He won't forget him, of course. He was practically a second dad while they were stuck in the manor, but...it feels like it's a good thing to offer.]