[ Foolish mistake: When Akechi rears up out of the water, Maruki's laughing, loud enough to bounce off the walls of the room–

So when he gets shoved over and held down, he gets a mouthful of water.

He's spluttering as he comes back up, hot hot hot hot hot! and desperately swiping at his eyes.

His eyes? ]

My glasses!

[ Yeah, they're still underwater. Somewhere. He feels around desperately, still laughing at Akechi even as he coughs and tries to get his bearings. ]

Well, I think I was owed that after how many times I got you into that lake, so I'll take it.

[ Glasses secured, thank god, but they're useless now. Maruki pushes his wet hair back off his forehead and then slides them up as well. Akechi is blurred again, but there's surely a faux innocent look over his face, as if he's never done a single thing wrong in his life.

He settles back in the same spot as before, sunken down to his shoulders again, blissful despite the interruptions of shared traumas and playfighting. ]

How much longer can you stand to stay here? I'm not in any rush.