At first, Togusa falls very still, head down, trying to take in Tatsuo's words. Slowly, a shiver runs through him, as if he is finally noticing the Magatus cold in the air. The thoughts are flashing through his mind so quickly, the memories of Hikari. Her birth, her first words, drawing on the couch, holding her, even this morning? Is it all a lie? Each moment is so bright and detailed that it feels impossible.

"...Why?" One hand tries to reach out, but it falls back to his side quickly. "Why this? Of everything- Anything Retrospec could pick?"

Togusa's head finally raises, a look of drained despair etched onto his features. "Why'd they do this?"