[To the dogs... Don't they eat their own food? Aki doesn't question it out loud but he does help to move the furniture aside, flashing a glance at the board game seeming abandoned in the corner and the pieces scattered. Such a mess. He takes the shirt when it's offered and stares at it for a moment, brow tight, before deciding it just must be some kind of fashion label and Denji liked it because of the word chainsaw being in it. He's still not fully with him on the whole superhero thing.]

[He doesn't ask for a blanket, either, just saying his thanks and sounding like he means it. Doesn't ask what time Denji has to be at school tomorrow, because he doesn't want to be too bossy, too... something. He just says good night to him and begins to tug off his shirt. The scar that he got from Kobeni what feels like forever ago is completely gone.]

[It's hard to sleep. He keeps sitting up and staring at the door. He thinks about what Angel said a lot. He could just run away. Move somewhere quiet, live a normal life. Ha, ha. Every time he remembers he had laughed at him with no emotion. No actual humor. Ha, ha, ha.]

[When he does wake up, he knows it's still early thanks to the glow of the clock on the TV. It's aggravating him, this space. It's so small and so cluttered. He finally gets up and rolls the futon into a neat pile and stares at the two plants. When he checks the soil for the wilted one, he finds it drenched. Typical.]

[It's hard to really be quiet when you clean but Aki can't sit still in here. There are too many things in this home without there being nearly enough. He washes the glass of water and dries it and finds out where it lives. Puts away the board game and finds the shelf it lives on, which is dusty. So he gets a wet rag and wipes it down. The TV, too. By the time it's six, he's trying to get a weird stain out of the door of the fridge when he hears the bedroom door slide open. The dogs come out first - all the hair he just swept up, he thinks, then watches the kid come out after them. Looking around the apartment like she just woke up somewhere new.]

[She demands her pancakes but Aki tells her he's making something else. He sees the spark of argument in her eyes that he recognizes from Power and cuts her off before she can - that has she ever had Korean pancakes. No, she hasn't. Aki tells her they're just as good as the pancakes Denji makes, which she assures him aren't actually that good. Figures.]

[Eventually he's digging through Denji's fridge in an attempt at finding something, anything to combine into a healthy breakfast. There's no fish so that's out. There's some powdered miso soup so he can make that, but in his head he's making a list. Not enough greens, not enough healthy protein. He chops up what vegetables he can find and fries them into a patty with flour and oil and an egg and then makes a sweet sauce for them to dip in. All told, it's not the kind of breakfast he would make - fried vegetable patty, miso soup, rice, and the sauce - but he'll have to see if he can go to the store for him before he leaves. Maybe write out some recipes for him. Too much to do.]

[The dogs are whining at him, not keen on fried vegetables. He does his best to ignore them. The kid seems to be keeping an eye on him more than anything.]

[He doesn't realize it until he reaches up to push it away - he put his hair up. A force of habit he didn't realize he still had.]