[Akechi turns his head to look away from Akira, focusing on the idle spot on the floor while chewing on his anger. His breathing is heavy and agitated, but he's not shouting or trying to instigate another altercation. Instead he stays quiet, and finally humors Akira and thinks.]

I did mean a lot of things yesterday. All of them.

['What do you want of me?'

'I want you to live.'

'Let's make a deal.'

'Don't you dare to leave.'

All the memories from last night flashes through his mind, making him lean his head on his hand.] But I still don't know what means. I don't have a satisfactory answer to you.