[ He's so in his own head about all of this, it doesn't register when Akechi's breath catches and holds. Maruki doesn't look at him until the laugh jolts him out of his own thoughtful reverie, and when he does, he winces apologetically. ]

Of course. I'm sorry, I know I tend to go off into left field when I get started on these topics.

[ He straightens up, closes his own journal and loops the leather cord around it again. Takes both of their empty plates to the sink, turns on the water to let it get hot as he packages up the leftovers to go in the fridge. Going through the motions as he speaks. ]

I feel the same. I never expected to be able to discuss cognitive psience at all here, let alone at the level you understand it on. Your perspective is invaluable, and you've given me a lot to think about.

[ Sleeves rolled up, a genuine smile tossed over his shoulder back at Akechi, bright and warm. ]

Any time you want to regroup and discuss it further, you only have to say the word. I'm always available to you.