[It's fine-- it's. It's fine. Akira knows how much Goro values his agency, his freedom, how hard it is for him to not see help offered as a suggestion he's weak or incapable. It's reflexive in the same way Akira's own offers to help regardless are. They're working on it.]
[He grits his teeth as his eyes immediately fall on the faint, but still bright bloom of red under his left ribs, flexing his fingers restlessly at his sides until Goro holds his arm out. He follows the motion behind his lenses instead of staring at the bandages, and moves forward to help him, but stops just short of actually touching him, again. He looks from his arm to Akechi's face, just for a moment, trying to work out in his head how to help him with minimal damage to either of them. Without hurting Akechi's pride, without chipping further away at his own damnable fragility over the subject. He clenches his jaw further, so much his temples ache, turning back to his arm and opting to stoop under it and loop it over his shoulders, similarly to how he'd gotten them up the stairs.]
[Words don't even begin to surface as things to be said, at this point.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 03:19 pm (UTC)[He grits his teeth as his eyes immediately fall on the faint, but still bright bloom of red under his left ribs, flexing his fingers restlessly at his sides until Goro holds his arm out. He follows the motion behind his lenses instead of staring at the bandages, and moves forward to help him, but stops just short of actually touching him, again. He looks from his arm to Akechi's face, just for a moment, trying to work out in his head how to help him with minimal damage to either of them. Without hurting Akechi's pride, without chipping further away at his own damnable fragility over the subject. He clenches his jaw further, so much his temples ache, turning back to his arm and opting to stoop under it and loop it over his shoulders, similarly to how he'd gotten them up the stairs.]
[Words don't even begin to surface as things to be said, at this point.]