[ Our difficulties didn't stop when we left home, the man says, and Akechi wants to answer that with more than a pointed roll of eyes. There isn't anything about his life that hasn't been difficult, that he hasn't had to fight tooth and claw for, scraps of what others could so easily indulge in-- acknowledgement, a name, affection. But Maruki never saw him as more than a tool to granting a wish, and Akechi doesn't feel particularly inclined to share more than he has to.

Well. Nothing that isn't already out in the open, at least-- which the roasted crabs surely are. ]

I have no particular reason to let you starve to death, if it can be helped.

[ It's... not much of an olive branch, but at least murder boy isn't actively trying to kill him? Out of all his grudges, Maruki is definitely not the bigger one. ]

That kind of attitude is not going to do you any favors in a place like this, though. You might have to use your actual words.

[ Honestly, isn't Maruki supposed to be the adult here? What's with all the embarrassed act over the topic of dubiously consensual underage sexual practices? Akechi surely has done worse in his relatively short life. ]