[Akechi's own winter coat would certainly do better being dry cleaned than thrown in the wash, uniform or not, so he doesn't even try. Clothes finished, he dumps the soapy water down the shower drain and replaces it, taking one of the as-of-yet-unused buckets and turning it over near the hanging clothes. A few strikes of the rocks, and he starts a small fire inside the bucket, positioned far enough away from everything else that it won't catch and burn things they need.]
Excellent. I'm sure people will be grateful for your accomplishment.
[Is he assuming Ren will do all the work and thus take all the credit? Yes. He reaches up to spread his clothes out for easier drying, then stretches, feeling his shoulders pop. Try not to stare at all that toned muscle he's showing off, not even on purpose this time.]
Is your dagger ripping your jacket?
[Yeah, he noticed. Part of his attempt to look anywhere but at Ren.]
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Excellent. I'm sure people will be grateful for your accomplishment.
[Is he assuming Ren will do all the work and thus take all the credit? Yes. He reaches up to spread his clothes out for easier drying, then stretches, feeling his shoulders pop. Try not to stare at all that toned muscle he's showing off, not even on purpose this time.]
Is your dagger ripping your jacket?
[Yeah, he noticed. Part of his attempt to look anywhere but at Ren.]