His knuckles rap against the top of the binder. "This is what he got shot over. He got given this that night. It's a list of names, dates, dosages. Worked out that it had to be for some other treatment for cyberbrain sclerosis?"

But the frustration comes back and he sinks into the chair. "I just don't know why that's important at all. Why is it worth killing people over, trying to kill him over?"

To Mariko it looks easy, but to Togusa, each detail has come through so much frustration, and the over-analysis is why he has made any headway at all. He hadn't wanted to open up this door, to start this conversation with Mariko for fear of her own fears, but now that it's open? He has to tread carefully for fear of just grabbing her wrist and diving right back down after his white rabbit.

"..Mariko?" A touch of concern. A touch of Hitori returning to the conversation, belatedly.