Togusa's breath catches in his throat. He can only listen for a minute, and there is a whole body flinch at the word 'killed.' No. Not again, not another person. Why? He shakes his head, and he stands up to move to the couch to sit next to her instead. He very gently puts his hand on her arm. He fully expects her to pull away, but she needs someone with her now. "Cleo."
"Cleo, my god. You didn't mean it. You couldn't have meant it, you didn't know where you were." The damn visions. Retrospec, again. Of course this is all their fault. Focus. Cleo's the one who needs you now.
"You're all right now." Maybe the best he can give is just comfort.
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Date: 2017-09-18 12:18 am (UTC)"Cleo, my god. You didn't mean it. You couldn't have meant it, you didn't know where you were." The damn visions. Retrospec, again. Of course this is all their fault. Focus. Cleo's the one who needs you now.
"You're all right now." Maybe the best he can give is just comfort.