That's actually a good distraction, Dinah. Togusa leaves a hand close to her to sniff at, maybe to skritch later. These conversations are always easier around pets.

Togusa nods more solemnly. "They're connected to my senses, so things I see and hear can get transmitted through them. I was accidentally sending people pictures whenever I was focusing on things too much, right when it started."

"Impossible to share, though." Togusa shakes his head, automatically puts a hand on the back of his head and scratches, as if he's suddenly itchy just thinking about what's in his head. "I don't know if they're self-propogating, but they're entirely contained in my brain tissue. So. Sorry, couldn't share with somebody else."