Perhaps if he'd been standing under his own power, walking without the help of Atreyun, he wouldn't have noticed the half step back that Atreyun takes once they get outside. It's easy enough to notice, isn't it, when the man you're clinging to is no longer keeping stride with your slow, shuffling steps. For the moment, Atreyun's question goes unanswered. Akihito looks up at him, singular good eye wide with surprise and filled with concern.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Perhaps he should focus more on himself and his own situation, but he can't help it. He can't help but worry about the man who's been decent to him. It hasn't been long, no, but given that Akihito's most recent previous experience with people left him battered and broken, it's been impactful.