[She catches him, quick enough to grab his arm if nothing else. In return, Akechi stares at her with an expression of complete and utter incomprehension. Like a deer in the headlights, if that deer was trying to decide between shoving at her or running the fuck out.
... In the end, he yanks his arm out of her grasp, putting a good two feet of distance between them while looking at her. He seems... wary now, searching her face for something. Disgust, maybe. Perhaps even fear. But he remains silent, waiting for her to show a proper reaction.]
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... In the end, he yanks his arm out of her grasp, putting a good two feet of distance between them while looking at her. He seems... wary now, searching her face for something. Disgust, maybe. Perhaps even fear. But he remains silent, waiting for her to show a proper reaction.]