[He works himself up to propping himself onto one elbow, and reads the words on the notebook.

If anything, it makes him more quiet. Shoving down all of those things that have him wanting to rail at whoever thought this was a good idea.]

Hello, Akira-kun. [Oh, that... hurt to say. He hasn't said that name since- maybe it's best not to think about that.] I'm sorry I don't know sign language, but it's good to meet you.

[Lavenza is still sat on top of the kid's head, too.]

I see you've met my... [Ugh, what even is she to him? The only thing that feels like it would make sense for a child Akira's age here leaves a sour taste on his mouth.] blue friend, here.