[Hearing that and Angelo having these overwhelming emotions, it may actually cause him to feel actual sympathy for the other in the room with him. He also might have a very pained sadness on his face.]

Trunks I...

[His expressions and emotions are the same, except he can't control them.]

I wish I was able to understand. Yet I...I can never do that, can I? Perhaps... Marcello was right all along, I'm a petty crook and a disgrace. I've never thought of anyone but myself before either, I don't...even know what real love is. That's pretty pathetic, isn't it?

[He puts his face into his hands as if to hide himself in shame.]