Fynn's thoughtfulness actually gets a real smile on Togusa's face. He reaches out with both hands to grab the coffee, wraps fingers around it to warm up a little. "Thank you." There aren't really words for how grateful he is, for the fact that Fynn is here at all, let alone the coffee.

Togusa shuts his eyes and he takes a very long breath out that seems to deflate his whole form, shoulders slump, and he tries to get a handle on himself. "I don't know what the fuck I'm doing."

"I just-" He looks up again, looks over Fynn. "Well, I don't have to spell it out for you. You're right there with me. Which is why I called you, instead of anybody else." He knew Fynn would come. And he knew Fynn would have the ability to stop him cold if for some reason Togusa didn't calm the hell down, but that's a different story.

"How am I supposed to protect them?" The question that keeps rattling around in his mind. This might be what has driven Togusa here tonight.