Oh. Yeah, that too, [he says, like he doesn't get it for a second. He's been sleeping in a proper bed for months now, so—ohhhh, yeah. Yeah, no, it takes him a second to hear it. He doesn't want to think about the rest, the possibility of not being here anymore, to add more options to his list of fifteen.

He fidgets again, but this time it's to squirm in closer, tuck his head under Charles' chin and squeeze around his waist. Time to throw Akane under the bus, he supposes...]

I was looking for Akane. Well, I was looking for her the whole time, but after this case where we got involved taking down this fucked up religious cult base, her name came up...

[A beat.]

Not- she wasn't in the cult, she was just investigating them too. So that intel pointed me at the experiment, and I got myself in there. I didn't know the rest was going to happen.

[Would he have forced his way in there anyway if he had, for her sake? Yeah, of course, absolutely. Without hesitation. That's different.]