[While the rejection was quick, Akutagawa fell silent again. Now staring at this poor youngling in this quiet space, he slowly recollects Inigo’s determination to be here and see the young man in distress.
Akutagawa’s twisted disgust expression slowly waned, one eyebrow twitched. Taking a deep breath, he huffs, exhaling any resilience weighing him down. He closed his eyes, and open them again.]
Make it quick.
[He averts his eyes away, tensing up his body as if Inigo was about to sucker punch him or something.]
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Akutagawa’s twisted disgust expression slowly waned, one eyebrow twitched. Taking a deep breath, he huffs, exhaling any resilience weighing him down. He closed his eyes, and open them again.]
Make it quick.
[He averts his eyes away, tensing up his body as if Inigo was about to sucker punch him or something.]