[Oh, he's getting help! Visscher's smile is nervous and, unfortunately, noticably uneven. So after he flashes it he tries to keep staring at the box and closes his lips tightly.]

Yes, ah, I decided to bring what I could carry with me. Sadly I don't have access to my own tiny pocket dimensions or I would have tried to bring more.

Thank you, though. Thank you.

[He repeats, then worries he's thanking him too much.]