[He squeezes Akira's fingers, again, and then lets them go, in favor of moving slowly to his feet. He glances over the collection of his things still spread out on the table, remembering the toiletry bag Sae left him. It's strange to realize that happened earlier this same day.] ...I'm going to wash my face. Do you mind if I borrow your night clothes again...
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[He squeezes Akira's fingers, again, and then lets them go, in favor of moving slowly to his feet. He glances over the collection of his things still spread out on the table, remembering the toiletry bag Sae left him. It's strange to realize that happened earlier this same day.] ...I'm going to wash my face. Do you mind if I borrow your night clothes again...