[He honestly feels like he can't speak. It's a sudden and bizarre side effect of his existentialism, but falling into step trailing behind Akira, he opens his mouth and just... can't make his voice leave his throat.]
[So he just shakes his head to the question-- tomorrow, he might be able to handle the group tomorrow. Not today. Today he's... not sure what he is, now that the gravity of the last hour is piledriving him into the Yongen-Jaya streets.]
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[So he just shakes his head to the question-- tomorrow, he might be able to handle the group tomorrow. Not today. Today he's... not sure what he is, now that the gravity of the last hour is piledriving him into the Yongen-Jaya streets.]