[ Another laugh, a further easing of the tension in his shoulders. Akechi is playing along. Okay. Good.
He slides the phone back and resumes picking at his own plate now that his stomach is twisted into less severe knots. A bite, a dab of his own napkin, a hum of consideration. ]
Those confidentiality agreements are tricky things. Sometimes people still think they're entitled to know what information is protected by them. But then again...
[ Bite, chew, swallow. He can't taste any of it as adrenaline floods his system anew. ]
If there's a third party who has proven themselves trustworthy to an ironclad degree, perhaps it's okay to occasionally share the burden of some confidential information with them.
[ The lightly joking tone is slightly pointed now.
Come on, Detective Prince, you can get this one. ]
no subject
He slides the phone back and resumes picking at his own plate now that his stomach is twisted into less severe knots. A bite, a dab of his own napkin, a hum of consideration. ]
Those confidentiality agreements are tricky things. Sometimes people still think they're entitled to know what information is protected by them. But then again...
[ Bite, chew, swallow. He can't taste any of it as adrenaline floods his system anew. ]
If there's a third party who has proven themselves trustworthy to an ironclad degree, perhaps it's okay to occasionally share the burden of some confidential information with them.
[ The lightly joking tone is slightly pointed now.
Come on, Detective Prince, you can get this one. ]