Akutagawa yearned for the childhood he so wanted, but never recieved. All the abuse and neglect, it just turned his world upside down. So although his fight or flight was indeed flight, it was also age regression _

the door was locked, silence filling the room with a comforting sound of nothing. He was alone, curled up, and silent. A small blanket was held in his hands, a plushie also. Whereas you were worried about where he was