[ Any other day, Maruki might write that off as flippant, sarcastic...

But this does seem like genuine advice. He nods slowly, considers it. Akechi biking around Tokyo, eavesdropping on conversations – they've talked about that once before, haven't they? It's a blessing and a curse that they've had so many conversations over such a long year of knowing one another that some things have begun to blend and fade.

He doesn't want that. He wants it all to remain clear and sharp as crystalline glass in his mind. He wants–

More time.

More experiences.

More.

If he had a bucket list, that might be all it said, really. More. He really can be such a selfish man when he lets himself go. ]

You're right. People certainly talk enough here, whether they realize someone's listening or not.

[ It's idle conversation, acknowledging Akechi's words, but what he really wants to say cuts in quick. ]

I got the idea for bouldering from listening to you, after all. [ His voice is quiet, low. Just in case another resident happens to be outside tonight, this conversation shouldn't carry. It's only for them. ] Perhaps I could think of more things for us to do together. A list like that doesn't really appeal to me if it's done alone.