"Please, don't look!" Sal covers his dishevelled face with his arm as much as he can, while his other arm reaches out and desperately clutches onto the pieces of the cracked mask in his hand. Larry turns around, but only for a moment: Sal's pleads for the mask to be okay turn to sobs as he collapses onto the ground. "Alright, that's enough. I don't care what you look like,I'm gonna help you" Sal begins to hyperventilate, and a moment passes before he ends up in Larry's arms, sobbing into his shoulder.