[ though he'd be loath to admit it, Akechi feels the same, to some extent. It is freeing, not caring like this. He doesn't remember the last time he didn't have to at least pretend he cared. (He carefully mentally sidesteps around the contradiction this creates in his seeking out Akira in the first place.) The response makes him roll his eyes. ]

Oh, I'm sure. [ sardonically. The mere suggestion is vaguely offensive because Akechi knows that this boy has a dozen people tripping over themselves to bask in his presence on any given day. Bad joke. Lonely, his ass. ] Bring your cat along instead next time. You'd probably get away with it here, and I could be catching up on sleep rather than wasting my time.

[ little does he know... also, that's a lie, akechi sleeps like 4 hours a night on a good day ]