[His gaze sharpens into a glare at Ren's simple statement, a growl boiling suppressed behind his lips. There's an argument to be made, about how he should have a choice in it, too. That why is it always want Ren wants, what Ren thinks is right, what Ren wants to do. Why is he always the one in the fucking right?!

He keeps his back to Ren as he towels himself off, shakes out his clothes, and gets dressed. He's almost dizzy from the heat and the hot water, but he won't let that stop him from getting out of here as quickly as he can. Running away a voice taunts him, and he can't tell if it's one of his Personas, or just his own mind.

But he can't do this. Can't give Ren any more reasons to let his resolve waver. He'd tried so hard to be liked back then, and now he has to do the opposite. Cut it all off and start over. Akechi spent most of his life alone in foreign circumstances and survived. He can do the same here.]

Good. Because I'd rather end it than compromise it.

[So yes, it is a real concern. His back burns, and he wants to look behind him to see if Ren is watching him get dressed, but he refuses to give him the satisfaction.]

The only thing I care about is figuring out what's going on here so we can go back to where we belong. I can only hope we haven't wasted too much time here already.