[ While Aki makes her limited faith in her ability to dictate her perspective clear, and even seems to abandon the attempt to coach her, Denji's mind is elsewhere — thinking about that fiend, now that she's really forced to. From how she's talking to herself, she's definitely not listening to Aki. ]

Yeah, taking that fiend out… It was like, toward the end, it — she wanted to just get dying over with. And she kept mumbling for Emiri.

[ Not Emi-chan, which is the name that woman's fans typically cheered when she was nearby. Maybe she and that fiend knew each other?

Skirting around Aki, Denji boosts herself up onto the desk, half-seated on the new form as she examines her superior's account of the mission again. ]

Hey, hey, did they ever figure out what kinda devil took over that body?