A shy sort of delight takes over from underneath, a contentment that tries to lift the corners of her mouth, subtle and delicate. There's an awkwardness to it, as though she doesn't quite know what to do with whatever she's feeling, instead choosing to let her gaze fall back to her hands even as her smile only strengthens.]
I...
I'd like that, then.
If I had to put my trust in someone, and know that... I would be okay as long as they were by my side, then I... [There's a twist to her smile, an emotion that feels odd and new and out of place, that crinkles her eyes and makes that rush of pink flicker against her mask.]
[something about her saying that touches emotions that Akira still hasn't had time to think about yet. he sucks in a small inhale of breath, sharp and barely notable, before he lets it out slowly. it's fine. it'll be fine. so long as they tackle the danger together, they will be fine. right. . .?]
I won't.
[he made that mistake once! he won't do it again, if they intend to try and speak with the house]
[that's something Akira had assumed from the beginning. of course there will be consequences. of course the house is deceptive. of course it wouldn't be easy or smart.]
But if it helps us even the littlest bit, then. . . isn't it worth it?
Yes. I... I want to keep believing that. I just don't want it to affect the others negatively if we were to fail.
I do want to speak to Akechi about this as well. I... I know he will be frank about flaws, even if he's not necessarily kind about it. But I... I would really like his opinion.
He will be, but that kind of honesty isn't a bad thing.
[despite everything, Akira trusts Akechi's opinion. that blunt honesty is often correct, because Akechi is unsurprisingly sharp and perceptive]
It might be better for us to go in a group of three anyway, rather than just two of us. The more people we have to lean on if the house tries anything funny, the better.
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A shy sort of delight takes over from underneath, a contentment that tries to lift the corners of her mouth, subtle and delicate. There's an awkwardness to it, as though she doesn't quite know what to do with whatever she's feeling, instead choosing to let her gaze fall back to her hands even as her smile only strengthens.]
I...
I'd like that, then.
If I had to put my trust in someone, and know that... I would be okay as long as they were by my side, then I... [There's a twist to her smile, an emotion that feels odd and new and out of place, that crinkles her eyes and makes that rush of pink flicker against her mask.]
...I-I'm glad it could be you, Akira.
[A beat. She considers, then sheepishly adds:]
Don't... don't forget your skull this time, okay?
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I won't.
[he made that mistake once! he won't do it again, if they intend to try and speak with the house]
One lost leg is more than enough for me.
[he keeps his tone light as he says that, too]
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...Blue said that this will have consequences. The house will be deceptive. They... didn't think it was entirely wise to do this.
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[that's something Akira had assumed from the beginning. of course there will be consequences. of course the house is deceptive. of course it wouldn't be easy or smart.]
But if it helps us even the littlest bit, then. . . isn't it worth it?
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I do want to speak to Akechi about this as well. I... I know he will be frank about flaws, even if he's not necessarily kind about it. But I... I would really like his opinion.
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[despite everything, Akira trusts Akechi's opinion. that blunt honesty is often correct, because Akechi is unsurprisingly sharp and perceptive]
It might be better for us to go in a group of three anyway, rather than just two of us. The more people we have to lean on if the house tries anything funny, the better.