[ Akechi doesn't make things easy or convenient, of course, which is his nature -- but it's in Akira's nature to simply roll with what he's given, and very little Akechi does manages to get under his skin in any meaningful capacity. So Akira just drops to sit down next to him.
Akira doesn't bother to get himself a cup of coffee, and Sojiro doesn't offer. He isn't intending to be there long enough to savor it. Akira debates the merits of pointing out that Akechi's coffee was probably less than warm before Akira even walked in, but it isn't the time for that.
Akira waits until Akechi is finished to stand next to him. He offers a smile when he catches the searching expression, and reaches up, tugs his glasses off. He doesn't need the mask they provide anymore, and he certainly doesn't need it with Akechi. ]
Don't worry. There's more where that came from. [ Akira says, and glances at the coffee cup that Sojiro hasn't bothered to move yet. He inclines his head to the stairs, and then goes, taking the steps two at a time. He assumes Akechi will follow him.
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Akira doesn't bother to get himself a cup of coffee, and Sojiro doesn't offer. He isn't intending to be there long enough to savor it. Akira debates the merits of pointing out that Akechi's coffee was probably less than warm before Akira even walked in, but it isn't the time for that.
Akira waits until Akechi is finished to stand next to him. He offers a smile when he catches the searching expression, and reaches up, tugs his glasses off. He doesn't need the mask they provide anymore, and he certainly doesn't need it with Akechi. ]
Don't worry. There's more where that came from. [ Akira says, and glances at the coffee cup that Sojiro hasn't bothered to move yet. He inclines his head to the stairs, and then goes, taking the steps two at a time. He assumes Akechi will follow him.
Akechi doesn't have anywhere else to go. ]