"Nonononono—no, he isn't—"

Ren's hallucinating. Shido isn't even fucking here. Akechi isn't—and if he was, he wouldn't be able to—

But it's so real, in a way none of the others have been. Trembling, Ren flinches away from the hand on his shoulder, but then—Stop being a fucking coward, you useless piece of shit—swallows hard and reaches for Akechi's face. If he can just feel it, then maybe, one way or another...