In another life, Gustavo found the nearest weapon and made a quick end of this. It would have been so much easier... but no: not in a world where the dead came back and anyone could be watching, the way he would be watching Yosuke Hanamura from now on.

"I don't know what happened," he insisted, widening his eyes, holding out his shaking hands. "I didn't even know I had a gift, but this must be..."

Catering to the comfort of a urine-stained teenager. How the Don would laugh, if he knew. But really... wasn't this just another messy job that needed to be done?