[Akira knew Yusuke well enough to know he'd probably been a mess, but seeing him was just... he looked awful. This was the worst he'd looked in a long time, maybe the worst he'd ever looked in Akira's eyes.

He sighed, reaching out to pet at Yusuke's hair, trying to make it have a little more order to it than it had, all while giving him a soft smile.]

I wanted to apologize to you, too. You've been through a lot...

[His smile fell, but he offered the lunchbox to Yusuke.]

It's still hot, by the way. If you wanted to get into it now. [He knew how you were with eating.]