[Against his better judgment, he just steps back into Akira's space and puts both his hands on his face.]

...I'm only going to say this once, Akira. You are the most infuriatingly beautiful person I've ever met, and it's-- mostly infuriating because you don't even try. It's effortless, and-- [His hands move to cover Akira's heart, or thereabouts.] probably a direct display of your stupid heart. I always hated it. [A beat, and he looks away, down at the dock behind Akira.] ...or I wanted to.