[and thankfully, Akira's seemingly scrawny figure belies his real strength. he sways under Connor's weight, but with a grunt, manages to push back and dig his feet into the ground to keep him upright]

[he lets out a huff, mouth twitching into a wry smile, as he attempts to take a step forward]

Got it in one. And you're Connor-san, right?

[they've spoken enough through the watches for that conclusion to be easily made. Akira doesn't even wait for a response]

Let's go slow. One step at a time. If you feel like you need to sit down, tell me.