[Eren did say he wanted to talk - however that drunken babble is going to fall out his mouth. The alcohol stench clings to Eren's clothes and skin. It's probably on Akechi's own sleeve now, but-

He was fine the entire way. Didn't stumble, fall, or make any weird remarks.

They could talk for a bit.]

Very well.

[The hand from Eren's shoulder drops to shut the door behind them. Fucking ridiculous. Akechi gives it ten minutes before he passes out on this bed.]

Sit or lay down first - then we can talk, though I can't fathom what you're interested in discussing right now.