It's a mentality that Togusa can appreciate. He is used to being around them, but he's been so healthy in his life that he has never had an extended hospital stay. So, a reversal of normal.
It takes Togusa a second to notice that Tatsuo is there. He's obviously on wonderful drugs. But he hits the button to move the bed up some so he sits up more.
"Tatsuo. I'm. I'm sorry."
His head drops some, he can't keep holding the gaze that Tatsuo is giving him. It's hard to see, around the hospital gown Togusa wears, but there are also odd bruises on his arms and neck, like a lot of tiny impact points in a pattern.
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It takes Togusa a second to notice that Tatsuo is there. He's obviously on wonderful drugs. But he hits the button to move the bed up some so he sits up more.
"Tatsuo. I'm. I'm sorry."
His head drops some, he can't keep holding the gaze that Tatsuo is giving him. It's hard to see, around the hospital gown Togusa wears, but there are also odd bruises on his arms and neck, like a lot of tiny impact points in a pattern.