I can't believe I bought you a pastry and you're just going to subject cat-me to a stinky gym sock bag without batting an eye.

( his playful, feigned shock is usurped by concern when the expression on her face shifts to something more uncertain. ren already knows, but her hesitance solidifies his assumption, and he answers more casually than she probably expects. )

Akechi. Yeah.

( uh, yeah. another bite as he shrugs, playing off the nerves he can feel sparking in his gut because he doesn't want to worry her. he does step a little closer though, lowers his voice, his shoulder barely brushing hers as he tips his head down so the light glares off his lenses. )

He didn't seem all that surprised to see me alive. I'm not sure what to think about it. ( it's not that he's pissed akechi is here or anything, but he wasn't exactly. nice. to him either. a bullet as good as drilled in his head should make his stance on goro akechi firm and decisive, but his feelings on the matter are as complicated as ever.

when he lifts his head to look at her, his eyes are visible again. )

What did you talk about?