[He's perched carefully on the end of the same booth seat Akira left him on working on his coffee, and tips the cup back to finish it as he returns with toiletries and clothes to borrow. He stands, moving carefully, a bit like he isn't sure of how to step. There's so much that's odd and confusing to him, half-conscious and out of sorts.]
[He claims the items, nodding, but still doesn't say anything, hugging the clothes to himself for a moment. He looks from Akira to the bathroom door and back, wordlessly asking if he should, or possibly even if he can, use it to change.]
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[He claims the items, nodding, but still doesn't say anything, hugging the clothes to himself for a moment. He looks from Akira to the bathroom door and back, wordlessly asking if he should, or possibly even if he can, use it to change.]