[Akira, eyeballing Kurapika's list, moves onto the vegetables next. He's a shrewd shopper, testing the flexibility of the carrots and checking the coloring of each onion before setting it aside for purchase.

That smile... It prompts one of Akira's own, but he's not about to call attention to it. A smile suits Kurapika much more than any scowl or pout.]

And then you get older and realize how hard it is to play the role of the hero. Still, there's always a niche to settle into. Some small way to make the world a better place.