[Akechi glances at him, and it isn't hard to see just why he said it was a coffee day; the bags under his eyes are quite telling of the troubles he had the night before. His brow pinches in concern.
He then looks to Akira, who is... using his words in such a way and has a look to his eyes that Akechi is well familiar with. He's getting the distinct feeling that he's punning, though he has no context. Still... he shakes his head lightly in exasperation, before his eyes draw to Kurama again.
He noticed that, too. Even under these effects, he was still keen enough to pick up on that moment of recognition in the man's eyes. How curious. Akechi is quite sure he's never seen him before in his life...
In either case... he gives him a gentle tug.]
Why don't we go sit down while we wait for the coffee to be made?
[A moment for this troubled young man to rest. He looked like he needed it.]
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He then looks to Akira, who is... using his words in such a way and has a look to his eyes that Akechi is well familiar with. He's getting the distinct feeling that he's punning, though he has no context. Still... he shakes his head lightly in exasperation, before his eyes draw to Kurama again.
He noticed that, too. Even under these effects, he was still keen enough to pick up on that moment of recognition in the man's eyes. How curious. Akechi is quite sure he's never seen him before in his life...
In either case... he gives him a gentle tug.]
Why don't we go sit down while we wait for the coffee to be made?
[A moment for this troubled young man to rest. He looked like he needed it.]