[Akira hopes, for Goro's sake, that any onlookers would assume Akira himself is drunk and Goro is just a friend looking after his intoxicated companion. He would sooner be dancing with Goro in front of them all, but something about having Goro emboldens him. Like a missing puzzle piece he never quite realized was absent until he had it.]

[He angles his head to look at Goro as he speaks without picking it up off his shoulder, and hums in reply. He'd met Silco, but they'd not exchanged names, so he's none the wiser.] That sounds like you. Someone's always going to be seeking power, though... [Sitting up a little, he bumps his hip into Goro's.] If you decide to go apeshit on anybody you better tell me so I can come along, yeah?