Isn't it selfish? [ Akira can't let himself have this. He wants to -- he does -- but he's as bad as Akechi when it comes to letting himself have something he doesn't think he deserves, and he doesn't think he deserves to get off the hook so easily. ]

I can't just be happy because they're happy, I have to -- [ Akira sighs, too heavy. He's not sabotaging them. He's always been supportive of them, and if he wants reality back that's just because it's real, but -- it still makes it all feel so fragile.

At least he can make eye contact now.

Akira raises his hand, slowly -- reaches out to touch the ends of Akechi's hair. He remembers comforting him after the nightmares. He remembers wondering how much of this was his fault. ]

I've always... said the things that people need to hear. I don't mind that. I've never minded being the person that people need, but -- if no one needed me, then I didn't know who I was.

[ A beat, and then: ]

But I've never had to try and be someone else with you. [ There's a vague attempt at a smile. ] I can never say the right things with you.