[He expected-- maybe not exactly this, but something close to it. He expected at least for Akira to hope Akechi would be the one to catch him when he fell. Akechi only hates the hope and the request because he knows he'd try, and he knows he'd hold it against everyone who didn't try just as hard. It's a possessive thought-- no one sees Akira for what he is the way he does. No one realizes he isn't perfect, realizes he's falling apart without standing on the success and happiness of all his friends.]

[He supposes it takes one actor to see another.]

[He turns his head away and watches the curry until Akira puts the lid over it, humming thoughtfully.] I can at least recognize being a driving force behind your continued action. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, though-- I'm hardly stable enough to support myself, so I won't be saving you.