[Crowds aren't Kogami's things either, but he's too curious about how people are taking this whole thing. Honestly, the man seems far too calm for this kind of situation, but he's somewhat made it clear that homicides are actually sort of his job. And they kind of excite him, even if he felt a bit sad it was Arietta.

Seeing Sakura is still alive and safe gives him an odd sense of hope. He'd come to like the girl already. Something about girls like her just... well... it probably reminds him of Tsunemori. He wonders how she's doing-- after all, it was just recently (he thinks) that her best friend was murdered right in front of her eyes while she couldn't do anything.

And this may be that kind of situation they're in. It's fucked up.

Super fucked up.

At least this is all what's going through his head as he takes a puff of his cigarette and takes a long exhale before starting to speak to Sakura.]

How are you taking this? You should look into therapy to--

[Fuck, that was habit for him.]

Sorry, ignore that. It's what I usually tell people who have seen some shit. It's my job, after all, to ensure people are safe.

[Mentally and physically.]