[Pretend. As in practically everything Akechi's said and done these last few years, an admission that had only been reluctantly balled up and spat out at them after they'd beat his ass to the point of exhaustion. Ryuji shakes his head. Whatever you say, man.
It's little wonder Akechi's still trying to play him. What a goddamn stubborn guy. He'd admire that coming from anyone else--and ain't that just a kick in the nuts.]
Thanks. For finding me. [A short, gruff admission, balled up and spat out just the same. Regardless of why Akechi's gone and responded to his SOS, he has, and Ryuji owes him that much gratitude.] ... Kind of pisses me off you made it look so easy, actually.
[If Akechi's hoping his griping is a sign Ryuji's dropped the subject, he's got another thing coming, though. He stalks forward, starting to close the distance with a nod indicating Akechi's appearance.]
Looks like you left the mansion without your black mask, too.
[Yeah, all right, he might have spent the wait coming up with that one. Let him have this.]
NEEDS MORE SALT
It's little wonder Akechi's still trying to play him. What a goddamn stubborn guy. He'd admire that coming from anyone else--and ain't that just a kick in the nuts.]
Thanks. For finding me. [A short, gruff admission, balled up and spat out just the same. Regardless of why Akechi's gone and responded to his SOS, he has, and Ryuji owes him that much gratitude.] ... Kind of pisses me off you made it look so easy, actually.
[If Akechi's hoping his griping is a sign Ryuji's dropped the subject, he's got another thing coming, though. He stalks forward, starting to close the distance with a nod indicating Akechi's appearance.]
Looks like you left the mansion without your black mask, too.
[Yeah, all right, he might have spent the wait coming up with that one. Let him have this.]