when words speak LOUD enough

I was at the funeral of RL's dad last Sunday.
After the mass, RL was asked to give a eulogy for his father. When we -Ritz, Lenard, and I-spent a night at his dad's wake RL expressed his dislike to do so on. But he went away with it just the same.
He had something like a script with him and though I wasn't able to read whatever was written there, I could readily point out, which part was "scripted" and which wasn't.
There was just that “very RL” portion. Purporting to be unaffected by the gloomy atmosphere, he was doing his best to maintaining his composure. Should I hadn't known RL, I would think that he was just trying to be strong for his family. Probably yes. But, it wasn't just that.
He had (almost) always been ambivalent with showing his emotions. We had been friends for quite some time now and if I didn't know how to ask the right questions, I wouldn't have known him that much.
Nevertheless, I was touched by the impromptu part of his speech. There in front of me was a man hiding whatever emotion contained in him. But, his words cheated on him. All that he was trying to conceal before he opened his mouth was instantly revealed.
And, yes, I was brought into tears. His words brought me into tears...
-Rojan-