[He blinked at the box being thrown and tried to keep his calm, then walked over to where she was pacing, and tried to put a hand on her arm to stop her. He doubted that'd help.]

...And so do you, Sveta, but sometimes even I lose it too. You've seen me lose it, but the worst I can do is throw a punch or resort to drinking. We all lose it sometimes. If I can, you can, and if I can get it back, you can find the Light no matter how hard it is.