It's a feeback loop; a bad one. The two of them are far, far more similar than either one of them would ever admit out loud. But it's a fact that they both know, deep down. So when Mariko's anger flares, the fire might as well leap through the gap between them and ignite Togusa's temper right back. They both know exactly what to say to strike at the other one deep. That look she gives him almost turns the tide, but even a sideways mention of Gentiana is too much.

"Bullshit. You know I make time for you. I was still right there when you suddenly didn't remember how you got a broken ankle. But you'd rather leave me in the dark when-" his own hands raise limply, shrug, and flop back down to his sides. "When I've been doing this for a damn year and a half. And not a sign that anybody else had a clue."

"Robots and tech I don't understand," oh, it is all coming out now. A hand goes to the side of his own head. "Retrospec put machines in my brain, Mariko. I have been trying to keep my grip and get used to it, but I don't know when this is going to stop." The sharp fear that has crept in, never leaving Togusa fully. That more and more changes are just going to keep coming to him. "How much of myself am I even going to recognize at the end of this?"

His hand falls again. "What did you see? Who is this guy?"