[ It's true that her apartment, the room that was Akechi's before, is already more decorated in the short time she'd had here than in the entire time he lived there. But it's nowhere near as filled with life as Ren's, at least from the few glimpses she's had of it. She wonders if it can serve in some way to soften Akechi...

But that's not what this is about, at least - right now, her focus is on the container she's holding, the one he's questioning her about. She offers him a small, awkward smile, holding the container, and the coffee balanced on top, out to him. ]

U-Um! I know you're still recovering from... from what happened, s-so I thought maybe you could use something to eat... I, um, made it myself.

[ Yoshizawa hesitates for a moment, holding the container out to him, a small worry crossing through her thoughts - what if he accepts the container and shuts the door in her face? It's probably a good idea to tell him the other reason she's here, isn't it? Another deep breath. ]

I-If it's okay, I'd like to talk, too...