( glass-less akira... maybe he was the 3 am ori all along... )

... ( she glances at the scar, then back up to his face, letting go.

well, they've all got some, right? this one must be old, silver and pale on his skin, and if she feels bad, it doesn't show on her face, but — )

Akki, this is why you gotta tell me no clearly, okay? ( she'll bully him until he grows a backbone and shoves her away one day, or something. listen... this is her way of caring for people. ) Come on, say it! Unless you secretly like it when I touch you... ~