[in that way, they're quite alike— but isn't that part of being a wild card? emboldened, changed, motivated and shaped by the people around them. . . Akira wouldn't be the person he is today without his Confidants. his strength comes from his bonds, and he isn't afraid to admit to that]

[but that is a conversation for another time, because tragically this thread is before Kazuya's im the timeline and SOME-DEMON spilled the wild card beans!!]

[Akira's fingers close warmly around Yu's, before he tugs his fellow floater a bit closer towards the ceiling, grip then falling away. he taps his toes against the plaster, a hum buzzing on his lips]

At first I thought this was an elaborate dream. You know— my subconscious telling me I've been too repressed lately.

[but listen relationships are hard when you're fighting multiple gods, he cannot be blamed!!]

But now. . . [something about his smile sharpens with subtle mischief]

I think I'd like to take the house for all it's got before I tear this place down.

[which is an awfully bold proclamation for someone who still doesn't know how things work around here. but there is someone precious to him within these walls. . . and he'd like to make whatever deity is responsible for Fox's pain suffer]