[if Akira thought this conversation couldn't get anymore dangerous, he was totally and completely one hundred percent wrong. because there are many ways he could answer that question-- some responses far safer than others-- and all of them flash through the front of his brain before he finally speaks]

What, about Rion?

[. . . in the end, he made a choice. and he's sticking by it, because ultimately, it is one he's happy with. he'd never say otherwise]

[Akira shrugs, and draws his knees up to his chest, resting his chin on top of them as he too looks out at the lake]

It just kind of. . . happened, while I wasn't paying attention. [. . .] And then while we were still in Struxta, after we started exploring the city ruins, she let me take a nap on her shoulder.

It wasn't a big deal. There weren't any fireworks or big revelations. But after we woke up and she left, I thought, "Hey. I really like her."

[there's a pause, but Ryuji may get the feeling that Akira isn't finished yet]

I think that's how it goes most of the time. One day, someone is just your friend. But the next day they smile or push their hair back behind their ears or laugh in just the right way, and-- that's it.