[He tries to view the silence as friendly, or at least amicable, but it feels a little stiff regardless. When Akechi claims his plate he almost protests, but-- no, he supposes it's fair to let him collect his own dishes in his room, Akira already invaded and made himself at home to cook in his kitchen. He hums, leaning back in his chair.] Yeah, I've got a few things to do take care of.
[Looking over his shoulder at Akechi, he considers him a moment.] ...Can I ask you a favor?
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Date: 2023-05-19 10:41 pm (UTC)[Looking over his shoulder at Akechi, he considers him a moment.] ...Can I ask you a favor?