[Takao takes a deep breath and runs his fingers through his hair (it's still long, but he absently thinks to himself that if he were alive it would be annoyingly long after not getting cut this whole time). Look at him. Chilling. That's the thing he's doing.]

I know -- I know, it's fine-- [He waves an open palm at Clover.] Obviously not fine fine or anything, but like -- you know, I just didn't think anything else was going on besides the murders. And the demons. And the international war. [Those pauses have a careful pacing - attempt at comedic. Talking to Clover has grounded Takao enough to at least approach the situation with humor.] Besides those things. Figured we'd covered all the goddamn bases.

[BUT WAIT

THERE'S

MORE]

But I guess not? [Okay, maybe Takao should approach the situation with slightly better humor.]