[ There is a very, very long moment before Akechi answers, where he stares down the boy across from him with a sharp and steely gaze. He's very clearly weighing his options, and apparently feels no need to hide it. He's certain Akira trusts him about as far as he can throw him, and the feeling is honestly mutual.
There's still a part of Akechi that believes- hopes, even -that Akira's nonsense about time being different is just that: nonsense. If this is just a ruse, something to get him to tip his hand should they go back home, then he'll deal with that. He had been about to show himself anyway. ]
Shido's palace. I had tracked you down to the engine room, and was waiting for you to pass by.
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There's still a part of Akechi that believes- hopes, even -that Akira's nonsense about time being different is just that: nonsense. If this is just a ruse, something to get him to tip his hand should they go back home, then he'll deal with that. He had been about to show himself anyway. ]
Shido's palace. I had tracked you down to the engine room, and was waiting for you to pass by.
[ He spreads his hands. ]
And then I was here.