[He looks up at him, then, settling his weight back on his haunches and folding his arms over the edge of the cart.]
Do I, though? You kinda excel at cryptic mind games. [He might have an idea, but he can't just give Akechi what he wants, especially not if being a pill about it gets him to call him Akira.]
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Do I, though? You kinda excel at cryptic mind games. [He might have an idea, but he can't just give Akechi what he wants, especially not if being a pill about it gets him to call him Akira.]