[And the feeling is mutual. Yusuke's not sure, at this point, what Akira could ask for that he would say 'no' to. Okay, maybe one thing, but that's going to extremes. And if it's a life and death situation, sure, he'd give up painting as well.

He does recognize the movement, and knows a few other ticks and tricks he does (there's a difference between twirling a pencil between his fingers flawlessly for an entire minute and the pencil flying off to the other side of the room at first attempt).]

As I said. You deserve it.

[He looks around the room,]

Now, for your stay, I know the Hotel has given you a "room" to spend time in until they properly book you here, [he's actually dreading that- he's overjoyed to have him here because he's really, really missed him, but also- it's bringing Akira into the schemes and ploys of the Hotel] but I am certain it is nothing of the sort.

You can stay here for as long as you want. At any time.