[He nods, relieved that she knows about Fukuzawa. There's something nice about not having to take the time to explain things to her; Atsushi is always afraid that his explanations will be wrong, or hard to understand, or that he'll leave out something important. It's calming to have her almost read his mind and be accepting of what's in there.

Does that make him awful, he wonders? Because he wants her there, for his sake? It's not all about protecting this almost-stranger, so he might be more wrong than usual.]

You don't have to risk yourself for me. Someone here already suggest that I uh... Find a cage...

[Can Inaba hear how much that horrifies him? Can she hear that he feels physically ill just to say it? Does she know how much the idea of being chained up or caged in a dark room, away from the moonlight, makes Atsushi want to lash out at phantoms?

Because he is trying to keep his voice steady. He's trying so hard to be selfless, not selfish; To value other lives over his own. Even if it means being caged up. If it saves people, he has to be okay with it.]

I wouldn't trouble you, I promise. [So please take his hand. Atsushi doesn't want to feel alone anymore. Inaba is the closet he has to a lifeline in this crazy town.]