Though it wasn't a terribly long trip as it was, it would've been shorter had Akihito been willing to go back the way he came. Specifically the direction he ran from. Even with Atreyun here, he couldn't do it. This also just goes to show how close he got to home before he was attacked. Does that mean they live near him? What if they're in his building? There's a sense of dread that comes over him at that thought.

No more than a handful of seconds after Atreyun lays Akihito on the couch, he's climbing back to his feet with a not insignificant amount of effort. He shuffles across the room to flip the light switch, lighting up the living room. The space is quaint. Cozy. There's a bookshelf on one wall, filled with a mix of novels and picture books, trinkets and cute stuffed animals. There's a small television in one corner, and a tall snake plant in the other. There are photos on the walls alongside art and other hanging wall decor. Quaint. Cozy.

"Fetch water? Oh! Oh no, you don't have to do that." And not in the brushing it off 'you've already done enough for me' sort of way. He gestures for Atreyun to follow as he slowly limps his way to a door next to the living room. "The water comes to us," he explains as he flips on the bathroom light and points to the sink before turning on the cold water. "See?"