[ There's nothing Akira can say. What is he supposed to do -- tell Akechi that the reason he didn't want anyone to wake up was because they might realize they didn't need Akira at all? That Akira helped them, and they don't need him anymore? That he's terrified of going back home, to parents that are coldly clinical, to a town that doesn't care about him? He'll be surrounded by people he can't be himself around, and he'll lose himself all over again, giving away too much for too little because it's all get can get.
He remembers how bitter he was when he arrived in Tokyo; he wonders if that anger will come back. He wonders if he should be angry right now.
He can't say any of it to Akechi. How can he, when Akechi has already said that Akira has everything Akechi wanted? Akira is terrified of losing what Akechi has always done without. It'd just be salt in the wound. ]
...I'll feel better after I get some rest. [ Maybe. ]
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He remembers how bitter he was when he arrived in Tokyo; he wonders if that anger will come back. He wonders if he should be angry right now.
He can't say any of it to Akechi. How can he, when Akechi has already said that Akira has everything Akechi wanted? Akira is terrified of losing what Akechi has always done without. It'd just be salt in the wound. ]
...I'll feel better after I get some rest. [ Maybe. ]