[The gloves lands with a satisfying smack on the side of Akechi's face before falling into his left hand.]

And here I thought you were going to hold on to this.

[If voices could kill, well...actually it wasn't like Akechi hadn't tried to kill Akira before. And yet, despite the piss and vinegar in his voice, there was a tiny bit of respect for not being full on bleeding heart towards his fate.

That being said, he's not going to stay here helpless like he's Akira's captive, and he stands up, walking right next to him before grabbing one of his covers and draping it over himself.]

Are you really that surprised? What I didn't expect was for you to have this...it certainly put a damn dent on my plans.

[This could have been MONTHS of buildup.]