"You're not a leech," Zenigata grumbles, but he knows there's little argument to be had. Jigen doesn't have a lot to offer except his presence -- or his body, and that's a check that Zenigata refuses to catch. He's not looking for an in house sex worker.

"I don't know what to tell you about the dreams, though," he says, rubbing his forehead. "I just-- I got 'em too. Weird, isn't it?"