[When he opened the door he wasn't expecting to have a present handed over to him. He blankly stared at him for a moment and then to the present. Taste or not, this was something he was used to. Getting any kind of positive support or anybody to celebrate any holiday with him really. Glancing at him confused...]

How did you know it was my birthday? [That prompts the more important question.] Why? It wasn't necessary. I don't celebrate my birthday anyway. It's just another day where I get older.

[But despite what he's saying, deep down it is touching. As unusual as this was for him, he did appreciate it.]