[Who could possibly be putzing around the kitchen at this hour? It's either somebody up to no good or someone in dire need of a midnight snack, and Akira can attest to falling into the latter category.
The guy he spies staring down that seaweed is... not particularly friendly-looking, but when has that ever stopped Akira from strolling right on up and making himself someone else's problem? Excuse him while he struts on over and takes a goosey gander at that seaweed packaging.]
You'll have to taste it to make sure it's got the right texture. It probably won't kill you.
kicks the kitchen door down
The guy he spies staring down that seaweed is... not particularly friendly-looking, but when has that ever stopped Akira from strolling right on up and making himself someone else's problem? Excuse him while he struts on over and takes a goosey gander at that seaweed packaging.]
You'll have to taste it to make sure it's got the right texture. It probably won't kill you.