[ oh dear. 'sentimental' was the wrong word, then. another nervous little half-step back, and soysauce bites his lip in worry when he realizes franz is panicked, rather than angry. ]

I -- well. It's understandable that you're upset, sir. These circumstances certainly aren't easy to come to grasps with, even without the presence of unexpected objects. So, ah --

[ he rubs a hand against his jaw, thinking for a moment before suggesting timidly, ]

-- perhaps you could leave that item in someone else's care? I take it that it's something you don't really wish to keep?