[Equally bloodshot red eyes stare right back at Akira's. Akechi opens his mouth to argue against him, but ends up settling in a displeased pout. Akira is right. He is really worn out by the events of the night, the brief battle with Saito, getting almost killed, getting patched up by Chuuya and now going through this with Akira.. It's as if the whole disaster has lasted an eternity already, not... A few hours or whatever.
With his whole body shaking and low growl escaping from his chest, Akechi pushes himself up from the tub. He's visibly swaying on his feet -- looking right he'd faint any second.]
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With his whole body shaking and low growl escaping from his chest, Akechi pushes himself up from the tub. He's visibly swaying on his feet -- looking right he'd faint any second.]