Tatsuo gently places a hand on Togusa's shoulder and gives it a small squeeze.

"I'm sorry."

For all he's felt like his own reality has slowly been slipping through his fingers the last few weeks, he wouldn't wish it on anyone. And definitely not on his cousin (are they cousins? is anyone in his life who he thinks they are?). It's hard for him to unravel all this, because he remembers Hikari too. How proud and happy Togusa was when she was born. Her milestones. Her birthdays over the years. All the presents he's given her.

But he can't trust his memories, not anymore.

"What does changing out memories... our lives accomplish? For whoever is behind this. I'll tell you what it's done to me. It's thrown me so off balance, because I feel like I don't know who I am anymore. We're vulnerable."