[ He was getting somewhat heated. Maruki takes a moment to calm himself; deep and even breaths in through the nose, out through the mouth. A forced relaxing of his shoulders, unclenching of his jaw. He looks down at the remnants of the coffee, wishes he could drink it to busy himself and buy time before answering–
But it's really not necessary, is it? He's fine raising his eyes and watching Akechi for a moment while he considers his words. He doesn't need an excuse to be quiet. ]
Yes, I am. I'm going to assume that you are at least passingly familiar too.
[ Even if Akechi wasn't investigating the psychotic breaks and mental shutdowns, he's still an intelligent, observant, informed citizen of Tokyo. There's no way he's avoided hearing of Shido during an election cycle turned absurd.
Maruki smiles at him then, but it doesn't reach his eyes by far. ]
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But it's really not necessary, is it? He's fine raising his eyes and watching Akechi for a moment while he considers his words. He doesn't need an excuse to be quiet. ]
Yes, I am. I'm going to assume that you are at least passingly familiar too.
[ Even if Akechi wasn't investigating the psychotic breaks and mental shutdowns, he's still an intelligent, observant, informed citizen of Tokyo. There's no way he's avoided hearing of Shido during an election cycle turned absurd.
Maruki smiles at him then, but it doesn't reach his eyes by far. ]
I'm not a fan of his politics.