[Indeed, generosity from Berserker of all people is a strange occurrence -- it's part of why Andersen scrutinizes the gift, even though he knows he should be grateful. The other part is that he is simply a man unaccustomed to gifts, to thanks, to all these gestures of appreciation. Everything he's accepted was always given with strings attached. It's difficult to erase a lesson learned over a lifetime.

He puts the pen down. Closes the box and tucks it away into his bag.]

Someone like me doesn't receive gifts on the regular. I'm cynical, nitpicky, and an overall shit person to be around. I don't exactly garner gratitude or respect from others, which is why your gift is puzzling me so. But, to turn to a detestable cliche... "never look a gift horse in the mouth."

Though I suspect otherwise, I'll accept your reason and give you my thanks. I'll use them to write you into a story.