Seven and a half hours after Xakda's nominal shift-end (yes, kind of ridiculously late, they should really all be eating-and-then-sleeping soon, but if doing this right was going to take this long, very much best to bang it all out in one night) Andor hands over a final diagnostic sheet. It's kind of sloppy for a final sheet, he acknowledges, and Xakda/Minaiyu are free to pay him for the retrospective accuracy of either this one or the more put-together one from earlier (which he also hands over) but either way, he expects they'll want to actually plan their course of action based on the sloppy one, since Sloppy reflects huge updates to Andor's state of knowledge.
Old-put-together, at the highest given level of confidence (corresponding to the lowest level of granularity), has 45% of Andor's credence on 'usual-etiology DID', 15% on 'other, recent-acute-trauma-related', 5% on 'usual-etiology psychosis', and the rest on 'something else'.
Sloppy, at the highest level of confidence, has 60% of Andor's credence on 'prank', 10% on 'usual-etiology DID', 10% on 'other, recent-acute-trauma-related', and the rest on 'something else'.
Sloppy's lower levels of granularity, which break down each band further, give Andor's credence for 'isekai' - a sub-band of 'something else' - as 5%. He'd been about to write something lower, but then he'd realized he expected to end up looking dumber, on balance, if he'd written something lower than if he wrote '5%'. So he'd written '5%'.
He looks kind of amicably lost and apologetic about the whole affair. Also sleepy. He seems to expect the process to conclude promptly as they take the sheets, but politely awaits their feedback.