[For a long moment, two, more- he's quiet save for a hum that couldn't be called agreement or disagreement. The last of the ingredients are in the pot, so he covers it to simmer. Leaves a strainer by the side for after. Roughly, he'll have fifteen minutes uninterrupted by the cooking process, so long as he doesn't forget to stir.
He lets himself think. Lets himself mull over those words and that too sharp smile.
Usually Akira is careful. He's good at reading people, at figuring out what they need. But when he feels too much, he pushes too hard. He knows he certainly did that with Morgana, and probably with Haru, too. Even the mistake that almost cost him his existence didn't train him out of his bad habit of getting lost in the big picture.
He isn't sure if he's done that now. He doesn't know enough of Dolph's story. But what he can do is try to understand.]
Do you think so? [Akira finally turns to look at him again, leans against the counter.] What do you think of your life, right now?
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He lets himself think. Lets himself mull over those words and that too sharp smile.
Usually Akira is careful. He's good at reading people, at figuring out what they need. But when he feels too much, he pushes too hard. He knows he certainly did that with Morgana, and probably with Haru, too. Even the mistake that almost cost him his existence didn't train him out of his bad habit of getting lost in the big picture.
He isn't sure if he's done that now. He doesn't know enough of Dolph's story. But what he can do is try to understand.]
Do you think so? [Akira finally turns to look at him again, leans against the counter.] What do you think of your life, right now?