[Akechi reluctantly follows him inside, expression weary and somewhat resigned. Really, he just wants to... get this over with. He feels on edge, wrong-footed... he's not in the mindset for this kind of conversation at all.
He should have just insisted on leaving.
When he takes his seat, his posture is less proper than usual and more heavy, almost as though even just sitting up is taking an overwhelming amount of energy right now.
His mouth thins slightly at the question, and finally, he takes his own device out of a pocket to type on.]
I don't know anything "about" him. He's merely the entity who granted me my powers.
a thousand fold then
He should have just insisted on leaving.
When he takes his seat, his posture is less proper than usual and more heavy, almost as though even just sitting up is taking an overwhelming amount of energy right now.
His mouth thins slightly at the question, and finally, he takes his own device out of a pocket to type on.]
I don't know anything "about" him. He's merely the entity who granted me my powers.