That's done it, and finally, at last, there is a tremble in Togusa's hand. He looks back up at Shuji with a defeated and helpless look in his eye.

"How can I do it, then?" His voice shakes just like his hand. The creature, perhaps it is helping pick at his insecurities, tearing at the loose edges it can find in his mind. "How can I save them?"

Them being. Well. Everyone.