Everything was over, and Akutagawa had been flashing between his own conciousness and the vampire he'd been turned into it. It took a long battle with himself till he'd finally grasped onto himself.

When he'd looked up he saw Atsushi(you), with bloodied clothes where he'd bit and torn him apart. He'd never had the time to tell Atsushi everything he'd wanted when he died...now he can. He has the chance incase everything goes south once more. Every memory of the two of them that stuck with him. Fighting Atsushi and fighting by his side, keeping him safe and letting himself die. The way he'd felt when he saw Atsushi use Rashomon and how his ability had only every obeyed himself and well...him now too.

How much every second they'd fought by eachothers side made him want to cry with...he didn't want to say the word. It was, not exactly 'too early', but he knew it wouldn't exactly be a welcome hello either. He knew he'd made a deal to never kill for Atsushi if he'd got to claim the others life after, but he'd long barred the idea of killing Atsushi. However, not killing, brought him to death. He couldn't be mad though, he knew Atsushi wanted Akutagawa to kill in that moment, but he refused.

"Jinko..." Akutagawa starts as he slowly takes stand, coughing roughly as he speaks. His lungs hurt really bad, like he was going to pass away from his condition any second if not for his vampiric state. It's not like he'd say how he feels, he always just barks insults and deflects Atsushi's niceness and conversation.