[Damn right he's smug. Leaning over the rail, the true chekhov's gun of the night, Akechi looks almost ridiculously satisfied with himself while watching down on soaked Akira. He's not going to walk away just yet, he needs to see the result of his betrayal like a goddamn anime-villain he is, taking in his miserable state.]
Oh, Joker. [He purrs, really rolling that 'r'.] Here I believed you had learned your lesson when it comes to trusting me.
[at least the fall wasn't a big?? Akira might have bruised ass but otherwise he ought to be fine, aside from hurt pride and trust.]
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Oh, Joker. [He purrs, really rolling that 'r'.] Here I believed you had learned your lesson when it comes to trusting me.
[at least the fall wasn't a big?? Akira might have bruised ass but otherwise he ought to be fine, aside from hurt pride and trust.]