Togusa finally opened his eyes for the first time since over the weekend. Hell, he had slept the entire time away while running some system checks on himself, plus a few annoying cyber-dreams where his tachikoma was also checked for bugs. Clean and clear, but it left him irritable. Why on earth had he signed up to send all info to Section Nine every few weeks?

Ah well. Class. Then maybe he would write a letter home to Batou and see how folks were doing there. Catch up on what happened over the weekend. He assumed that Walter had gotten Pup back while he was out for the count. He took a shower, grumbled when he felt a spark in his hearing augmentation, and figured that it might just be noise on the net. Tossing on some clothes (Including the white hooded shirt that served double as his camoflauge, he stalked out, still rubbing the back of his head.

[OOC: Togusa's mun had a very busy weekend. Just to clear up why anyone thought he looked like a corpse on the bed.]