[ Akechi doesn't slap his hand away, and Ren grows bolder.
He allows himself a gentle, reassuring squeeze. One that tells him that it's okay to be here, and whatever reason he's got has or doesn't have doesn't change the fact that he's here. That's the only thing that matters to Ren at the moment. ]
That's fine. You don't have to explain yourself.
[ He removes his hand so that he can properly remove his apron and consider himself done for the night. There's still Akechi's dish and demitasse to take care of before he can head up stairs, but he'll cross that bridge one he gets there. ]
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He allows himself a gentle, reassuring squeeze. One that tells him that it's okay to be here, and whatever reason he's got has or doesn't have doesn't change the fact that he's here. That's the only thing that matters to Ren at the moment. ]
That's fine. You don't have to explain yourself.
[ He removes his hand so that he can properly remove his apron and consider himself done for the night. There's still Akechi's dish and demitasse to take care of before he can head up stairs, but he'll cross that bridge one he gets there. ]
Stay, Akechi. For once, time is on our side.