@ruthlessdaughter
Akechi sometimes found himself yearning for some sense of normalcy. Not something he would normally do, his ‘normal’ being something very different from what others would consider another day on their mundane lives. But his routine was disrupted, he lived in some kind of weird medieval castle-tower-something now, and... well, that was pretty much it.
He was silently glad for some other things, but these same other things at times infuriated him. Not having to do ‘that’ was great, but... Shido would not mind his absence. No, he would be glad. He had eliminated Akechi without needing to lift a finger. It was... well, it was something he would rather not think about. Not right now. There was time to process things. In the future. Hopefully. Or maybe he could get somehow momentarily transported back to his place and be done with it.
Whatever it was---
Oh my! Greetings! How are you today? Hello? How very curious...
--- could wait until later. Someone was screaming. Something. No, someone. Let us not be rude here. Even if-- Akechi could not identify what it was. Who it was. Just a large, large hat. And this person kept shouting at their holophone.
“Ah....”
Normally he would just continue walking and pretend nothing was happening, but he actually felt bad about the people who were less technologically inclined that were stuck in this place. And so he approached Heysel, almost timidly. A light tap on her shoulder, making sure to not touch any fungi that might be lurking there(of course he noticed, but he would not say anything.)
“Do you... do you need help? With your phone.”
