[His potentially foolhardy assumptions at his memory's well-being is unfortunately, still quite clear as it echoes in the back of his head. He picks at the edge of a bandage on his cheek sheepishly, letting Makoto's words hang for a moment as he tries to will it to maybe click into place so he'd not be entirely in the bottom of the hole he'd dug himself. It doesn't.]

Well, I'm not mad about.. that, but I can't say it's not because this amnesia nonsense apparently left me a few chapters back on how many S.E.E.S. members there were. Sorry about that.

[Akihiko shifts, clearly uncomfortable with having set up such an awkward situation. He straightens his posture after just a moment.]

I drank the antidote though! They said it can take a few hours, but I can help out while the delayed reunion kicks in, if you want. [They also said he might get some killer side effects, but laying down and getting better can wait until later.]