Two things are now abundantly clear to Akira. First, for whatever reason, this particular Akechi hates it here. Second, he--Akira--is being sized up. The second point doesn't surprise him, though he pretends not to notice. The first, though? The first gives him pause.
What does he know about this world that I don't?
"Someone I know lived in this spot, back where I come from. I suppose without that context, it does look strange." Akira raises his eyebrows. "Which is precisely why I could use a more experienced man's advice. My own memories clearly aren't predictive. What things about this place do you think a newcomer should know?"
No doubt Akechi will notice the flattery is a diversion, a bit of verbal grease to slide the conversation toward Akira's questions and away from Akira's past. With any luck, Akechi will enjoy the sop to his pride too much to care.
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What does he know about this world that I don't?
"Someone I know lived in this spot, back where I come from. I suppose without that context, it does look strange." Akira raises his eyebrows. "Which is precisely why I could use a more experienced man's advice. My own memories clearly aren't predictive. What things about this place do you think a newcomer should know?"
No doubt Akechi will notice the flattery is a diversion, a bit of verbal grease to slide the conversation toward Akira's questions and away from Akira's past. With any luck, Akechi will enjoy the sop to his pride too much to care.