[Oh yeah, Akechi notices the handgun right away. Out of date, awkward to shoot with the left hand, far better than nothing; more to the point, that guy has one, and Akechi doesn't. He could take it, if the man is slow, and if Akechi wasn't fucking injured—but he is. And, realistically, he wouldn't try.
He notes it, no more, then he looks up to the man's face. Old, he thinks, and he looks it; not too interested in Akechi; pretty defensive, keeps people at a distance. Walks around with a gun, but then, he sounds American.
Akechi can work with that. He looks over.] Only a joke. You shouldn't let the things I say get to you. [Haha.]
It's just that I've been sitting here all morning, and I've yet to catch a thing. [Probably because he's playing with his phone, and not paying attention to the water.]
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He notes it, no more, then he looks up to the man's face. Old, he thinks, and he looks it; not too interested in Akechi; pretty defensive, keeps people at a distance. Walks around with a gun, but then, he sounds American.
Akechi can work with that. He looks over.] Only a joke. You shouldn't let the things I say get to you. [Haha.]
It's just that I've been sitting here all morning, and I've yet to catch a thing. [Probably because he's playing with his phone, and not paying attention to the water.]