[He doesn't feel good leaning on Kurapika for support, much less anyone else, when he's supposed to be strong enough to stand on his own. This isn't like him. This isn't becoming of him, isn't befitting, and he'll apologize to Kurapika for it later. It isn't his place to mire himself in weakness.
Little by little, Akira loosens his grip, straightens up. The heat's soaking in, breaking through the chill that gnaws at his limbs. He holds Kurapika loosely around the waist. He's fine now.]
I need time. Knowing Solomon, he'll seek me out eventually. When that time comes... I'll be ready.
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Little by little, Akira loosens his grip, straightens up. The heat's soaking in, breaking through the chill that gnaws at his limbs. He holds Kurapika loosely around the waist. He's fine now.]
I need time. Knowing Solomon, he'll seek me out eventually. When that time comes... I'll be ready.
[He won't allow himself to be anything less.]