Gentiana's hand on his is another relief. He had been questioning, second-guessing, asking if there had really been something between them. Right when he had gotten up the courage to try to ask, she forgot. And so he buried it all back down. But he turns his hand over, grips hers back, not hard, but firmly, to reassure himself that she is here.

Togusa looks stricken when she forgives him so quickly. "But I left." The self-recrimination that he hasn't said out loud finally spills out. "I didn't- stay. I am sorry that I wasn't immediately back at your side, when you forgot." He looks down, there is a slight shame in his tone. "I promised that we could weather anything Retrospec did to us together, but then I left."

His voice shakes, and he can't look at her when he answers her earlier question. "They said your soul had slipped out of place. But they didn't explain how they knew that, let alone how they decided to let you go when it did happen. I got so- angry at them." A tight, quiet growl of the word. And even that isn't enough to express just how intense Togusa got in that moment.