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[doublecrowss]

 "You've reached Akechi! You can leave a message, but please don't use any colorful language, okay?"

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[ifionlyhadthecourage]

Bullshit!!! [ Excuse his French. ] You don't feel fine, don't lie to me. [ Caramia was almost certain he couldn't feel anything, but "fine" was definitely not one of the things he was. ] And don't you for one second tell me that I'm wasting my time. I would never consider helping someone or bringing them something to eat to make sure they're healthy "wasting my time".

[ His tone strayed from the usual, chipper, or at the very least kind-hearted one. This one was... admittedly a tone he only used towards his soldati. It's been a while since he's scolded someone.

Besides Kyrie, that is, but he's an outlier. ]

I won't stand for that kind of talk... capisci?

[ He didn't care how Akechi may have thought about this, he... wasn't okay like this. There had to be a way to fix this, and Caramia was going to find out how. (Probably.) ]

[doublecrowss]

[ Under different circumstances, Akechi would have been surprised, perhaps even a little scared, to see that sudden shift in personality from Caramia-- and then quickly adjusted his own behavior to appease him, of course.

As it is, though? He doesn't even bat an eyelash, simply staring at this unnecessary display of concern like it completely escapes his comprehension. ]

If that's what you wish to believe in. But I have no reason to lie to you; I do feel fine.

[ Feeling nothing is better than anything Akechi has actually felt all his life, trust him on this. ]