[ Akira laughs; it's a quiet, suspiciously wet sound that he doesn't bother to keep the pretense of for more than a few seconds. Akira wants to rest. Akira wants to rest for a few hundred years, at this point; the thought of forcing one foot in front of the other to continue about his day is almost overwhelming if he thinks about it for too long. ]

I've always just... reacted. I make decisions when I have to, when the situation forces me to. Whenever I try to get ahead of things, it seems like it doesn't work out. [ Saving that woman that Shido was terrorizing. Saving Akechi, even if he doesn't really regret that. Saving the world, even if the entire experience was really weird. ]

But I'm really good at keeping going no matter what, I guess. [ He doesn't really sound like he's complimenting himself. It's just an observation: he has been wholly unable to give up even when he should have, probably. ]