Despite himself, there's a tension that rises in Togusa as the Lt. Col. starts to get worked up. He was right not to leave James alone to face this. The reaction is understandable, but there's no way James could manage his father's emotions and his own at the same time. The look he gives James back is one of certainty. He knows what he's doing.

"You don't have to worry about the first one, the driver didn't make it." Keeping the lower tone that he had when reporting the 'accident' in the first place.

"The hospital issues, as I said, I honestly don't know how they slipped him out of there without me getting alerted. I know they'd rather he recover at home." He glances at the arm, also, "And I'm not sure who he needs to talk to about getting a proper prosthetic." Togusa might need to have words about that arm later, because what the hell, Grell?

"The surgery's the question I can answer," Togusa tilts his head at George, "surprised you hadn't heard of it. They used surgical micro-machines," he holds up two fingers barely apart, "machines the size of a micrometer to do the surgery in risky situations like this one. It was started as military tech." With a tone as if this is commonplace, because, talking to doctors at the hospital, after Togusa learned this thing he remembered had made it into this world? They acted the same way.