Togusa continues to stare at the creature with some regret in his gaze, and some contemplation. There just has to be a way to bring this back. He hates the idea of losing out on this possibility.

It is slow, and absent, but his free hand reaches across Shuji, and gently puts a hand on the book, pushing it downwards. "Waaait a second." He's thinking.

Maybe it was the thought of the scythe that spurred it on in his mind. The memory of someone else who could have been standing here instead. "So. If I can't download the information. What if we just look for where it's stored." On a creature? "Uh, so to speak."