[He nods, the action... curt, almost-- he's not necessarily annoyed, he's just very determined. Akira absolutely has him pegged in that he's wholly dedicated to ensuring the laundry is done Right. He makes his way back upstairs, wanders around picking up their laundry and putting it in the cloth bag mentioned, and then comes back downstairs.]

...once I've regained my own things, I'll wash this as well. [He looks down at himself to indicate the collection of things he's wearing that all belong to Akira, save for his underwear. ...which he'd really like to not still be wearing, honestly, but sacrifices must be made because he absolutely will not borrow underwear from Akira Kurusu He Will Not.] Is there anything else you need? [He glances briefly at Sojiro.] That extends to you as well, naturally.