[ The scribbles are noted. Akechi leans forward and cants his head to read them to no avail. It's illegible from this far away and impossible to know if he would understand it.

But that question is answered as he sets the cup back on the table. The hot chocolate isn't bad - it warms his body well enough. ]

I am. You can imagine our skills don't overlap much with an inventor. You're kind to explain as much to me as you have.