[For now, Akechi just pets the one who's run up to him, a surprisingly gentle hand with how annoyed his voice sounds. At least he doesn't seem like the type to take out his frustrations on the things around him; at least, not where anyone can see.]

It's possible the god, overseer, whomever controlling this place is a particularly stupid or careless one, [he agrees, rubbing one of the creature's ears between his thumb and forefinger. If it could purr, it certainly seems like it would.]

No matter how small the chance, I will not rest until I've determined a way for us to leave this cursed place. [And then his lips quirk up in a wry smile.] Not that "rest" is something afforded to us, in any case.