[ Akira just offers Akechi a sort of -- vaguely sad, extremely tired smile. He knows better than to try to stifle Akechi. Akechi is the sort of feral cat that will only run if any affection is forced upon him. ]
I'll keep it at a distance. [ He hooks his glasses onto his shirt collar, like an elderly man, but leaves them off, for the moment -- he's not in any danger of being recognized, and he doesn't have to worry about anyone being afraid of him. ]
I'm going to go raid their cooking section. [ He was entirely serious about getting that stock pot, even if he doubts the corner store sells pour overs. ]
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I'll keep it at a distance. [ He hooks his glasses onto his shirt collar, like an elderly man, but leaves them off, for the moment -- he's not in any danger of being recognized, and he doesn't have to worry about anyone being afraid of him. ]
I'm going to go raid their cooking section. [ He was entirely serious about getting that stock pot, even if he doubts the corner store sells pour overs. ]