[Akechi has spent his good time to admire Akira's hands. He's paid attention to Akira's movements when they played darts and poor, or when he fearlessly wielded his knife in metaverse. And of course, there's now their new, uh, "activities" that demands attention to his hands. There's always been a certain kind of rough finesse to him, something that only comes to you naturally. Yet again something that he can't help but compare to his own, learned and forced gracefulness.]
She's a smart woman. Though, I guess I should thank her for reacting so well to punishments.
[He flashes a quick wolfy grin at Akira before focusing back on his nails, starting to paint over them with slow and careful strikes. He does rather good job for an amateur, keeping the color within the frame.]
fine you win. he's 10% good with the help of a chicken
She's a smart woman. Though, I guess I should thank her for reacting so well to punishments.
[He flashes a quick wolfy grin at Akira before focusing back on his nails, starting to paint over them with slow and careful strikes. He does rather good job for an amateur, keeping the color within the frame.]