There's no more doubt, even though it occurs to him this might be weird of him on some level. To leave this person alone during such a plainly painful nightmare is cruel and negligent.

So Amahiko lets himself in, seeing Tsutomu curled up and apologizing.

It's heartbreaking. And a little familiar, in part.

In the dim of the tent, he can't say he recognizes the guy quite yet, but he moves to sit kneel beside him. His hand finds Tsutomu's shoulder, gently shaking at him as he speaks in a sure but even voice: "Hey ... wake up. You're safe, alright? You're safe."