He gets it now. But even Haruto couldn't have ferreted out every last one of them in two weeks. He couldn't have known that second attack would happen. He grits his teeth. "Look, I-" but the look on Haruto's face silences him. Under the weight of that gaze, he's nervous, he's nauseous, he knows something is going wrong.

"I- I'll go with you," he says, "I'm not gonna let you be all alone." He raises his hand. "I know, I know, don't say it. I promise I'll be quiet."