catch-all: akira.

[miscakes]

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You looked like you were about to burst into tears.

[... Maybe that's an exaggeration, but going by Akechi's tone, he isn't judging him. He's... worried about Luna, too, even if he kept his calm during the trial.]

Well? What are you here for, then? Sitting around and waiting is exactly what you'll do if you stick around.

[One, because Akechi isn't moving from this spot for a while. And two, because it looks like he's busy taking notes...? For whatever reason.]

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[well. . . he wasn't about to burst into tears, no, but he did scrub at his face a little too roughly at one point. so maybe he was feeling a little misty!! don't call him out!!]

She's in good hands now. [he says quietly] . . . she'll be okay.

[and at that question he just gives a shrug, leaning back on both hands as he tilts his head back to stare at the ceiling]

I don't know, detective. Why don't you sleuth the answer to that question out yourself?

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[He hums in acknowledgement. He wouldn't call Brilith "good hands," but she's all they have, so...]

Why don't you save me the trouble, and tell me the answer to that question yourself? I'm busy sleuthing other matters right now.

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[well. you asked for it, Akechi]

'Cause I like your company.

[stifling a yawn as he says that, because man it is late]

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[It sure is late! Will Akechi get 8 hours of sleep tonight? Probably not.

But he stills for a moment when he hears that... before quietly huffing out a laugh and resuming his writing.]

... You're truly beyond my comprehension.

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[will Akira? also probably not!!]

[at that, he just huffs an amused noise of his own. a half-laugh, half exasperated sigh]

You know everything you need to know about me to understand me. At this point, it's willful blindness.

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Or, perhaps, every aspect of your personality is completely incompatible with mine.

[He shrugs, either way.]

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[wow]

[his expression flickers, but only for a brief, easily missed moment. he reclaims his careful neutrality soon afterwards]

Uh huh. And personality incompatibility is why we've managed to work so well together these past six weeks.

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[Akechi will absolutely miss that, because he's too busy focusing on what he's writing right now. Akira does not get the attention^TM he ordered.]

Our current circumstances are... unusual. Can you say our collaboration would have gone as smoothly in any other situation?

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[HOW RUDE]

As long as you aren't trying to kill me?

[A LITTLE. . . WRY. hmmm. . .]

Yeah. I think so.

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[Akira, please...]

Those are low standards.

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Which means we can only work our way up from here.

[links his fingers together, lifting his hand above his head in a stretch]

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... I suppose.

[A little unconvinced, but it doesn't sound like he's violently opposed to it like he was in the previous weeks.]

I imagine you will return to your friends once we free ourselves of the house's clutches.

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[progress. . .! however small, however minute. Akira huffs again]

Mmm. Of course. There's nowhere else I'd rather be.

[and he says that with a painful, almost disgusting sort of sincerity that makes it clear he has missed them greatly in his time here]

[. . .]

[and after a brief pause. . .]

Are you still planning on coming with me?

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[That's very disgusting, but completely unsurprising.]

Mm, I plan to turn myself in. I would hardly consider that coming with you.

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[. . . he had been operating under the assumption that Akechi would come with him, but. . . having it confirmed aloud with no defensiveness whatsoever is kind of nice. Akira sits up a little bit straighter, head tilted aside so he can regard Akechi out of the corners of his vision]

I think it is.

It means you'll be somewhere I can reach.

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Capital punishment is legal in our country.

[Without missing a beat. Just a little fun fact. Casually. Thanks, Google. Sorry to burst your bubble, Akira, but he's still absolutely ready for the worst kind of fate.]

And aren't you planning to return home? That's a ways away from Tokyo.

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Niijima-san won't let that happen.

[Akira snaps, quickly and a bit sharply. DON'T BE A PESSIMIST, AKECHI]

. . . and I do. Though-- [here, he hesitates, because it isn't like. . . he wants to return home, where there's nothing waiting for him except two parents who couldn't give a shit about him and an entire community from which he is ostracized]

[. . .]

[he keeps that to himself for now]

Anyway, you know I'll visit. And I'll write you letters.

I'll even include a love poem or two. We can be star-crossed.

[Akira]

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[... His expression twists with some kind of emotion at the mention of Sae, but it's there and gone in a moment. That sure is someone he hasn't thought about in a while, huh.]

Though...?

[Finish your sentences, fool. He finally puts his pen down long enough to give him a flat look at the end.]

Don't make such ridiculous jokes.

[Things are still awkward, Akira Kurusu!!!!]

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[he is absolutely not going to finish that sentence SORRY AKECHI. NO PARENTAL ANGST TODAY]

[at that flat look though, he just. laughs]

Too soon?

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[FINE. Be that way!!! He huffs and turns back to his notebook, terse.]

Too soon.

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Right, right.

[still amused with himself, but also a bit sheepish]

Sorry. [okay okay, now they should probably talk about business] Are you working on notes for tomorrow?

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[Talking business is good. Let them never talk about anything else ever again.]

Yes... We have learned many things in the past six week. It's easy for certain details to be lost in the process if we're nor careful. [Hence, no sleep tonight. Only notes.]

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[don't get your hopes up now that they're friends they will talk about feelings and other things all the time now. you're stuck, Akechi]

Doooo you even plan on sleeping tonight?

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[Hewwo? Can he unsubscribe from this friendship?]

Of course I do. [Probably.] This won't take up that that much of my time.