[ Akira really does not want to be in Leblanc right now, with the sound of Wakaba's voice periodically drifting upstairs. Even the curry is faintly different -- Wakaba's had several more years to help make changes to it, after all. He can barely look at Morgana these days, and he's worried the smile on his face is starting to get too plastic. ]
...it's fine. I wasn't really expecting to go back tonight. [ In part because he was expecting to get socked in the jaw -- or manage to prevent something, maybe -- or something along those lines. He lets out a breath, slowly, and stands up. ]
You should eat the curry, if you can stomach it. [ Akira knows Akechi hasn't been eating, thanks to Akechi's mother. ]
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...it's fine. I wasn't really expecting to go back tonight. [ In part because he was expecting to get socked in the jaw -- or manage to prevent something, maybe -- or something along those lines. He lets out a breath, slowly, and stands up. ]
You should eat the curry, if you can stomach it. [ Akira knows Akechi hasn't been eating, thanks to Akechi's mother. ]