Togusa chuckles as he does as instructed and helps carefully lay out the paper. “A masterpiece, unlike anything the world remembers seeing,” he proclaims.

But it does make him think of something as he moves to help pack up the next piece of paper. “This is the same for your old works, isn’t it? If we were to go check out the art museum, there would suddenly be a lot more color there wouldn’t it?” Togusa sounds extremely excited at that prospect. “Picasso’s whole Blue Period given back to us all at once.” A little more of the world falling back into rightness. It makes him feel like they’re making progress.