It's kind of you. [His voice is already evening out as he carefully checks the equipment. This is the same. Whenever he got stressed in Tokyo... When he had to go back home... Making coffee and Morgana's voice were always the things that soothed him, settling the disturbed waves underneath a frozen lake. Already his heart is a little less clouded. You must've had to go through a lot here for all of this.

[Stories that maybe he'll hear, and maybe that he won't. Akira wonders how many of them Akechi and Eren have been a part of.

The former isn't here right now, obviously. The latter is still making tea, so... His eyes dart between him and Maruki.]

What kind of work have you two been doing here? Would it be farming for Eren-san, and counseling for Maruki-san, or...?

[It seems like both of them are well-off in Akira's view, but he doesn't have anything else to truly compare it to. He hasn't seen the barn yet, but he'd imagine that takes a reasonable amount of money to maintain, too.]