[Akira freezes with his hands setting the plates down, the offer to cook for Maruki whenever he wants momentarily forgotten, swept straight out of his mind. But this time, maybe he's freezing in not such a bad way.]

...There's cats there? [His head darts up, a hopeful sparkle in his eye before he remembers himself and smothers it down. He can't just ask for that. But if Maruki wants to go, then maybe-] If Eren-san is alright with it, that sounds really nice.

[There's a sort of peace about cats, about really any sort of animal. Akira's always loved them, but he also doesn't always have to be "on" with them. Right now, it sounds like a balm.]

You've known each other for a long time.

[He directs the attention away from himself, what could be an implication of what he likes. He hasn't been this careless in a while, but a lot has thrown him off recently.]