His partner is a pain. The constant scolding makes his head pound, even when he knows it's justified. His only question? Why does his partner care so much?

His cyborg arm repaired and wrapped in temporary bandaging, he lays in the pile of old clothes and stained blankets he had for a bed. Not the best, but it's better than the streets. Plus, Akito had it worse, He barely slept these days. Maybe it's because of Toya. He keeps getting himself hurt. He keeps getting hurt, but he never asked Akito to fix him. Speaking of, the man in question barges in unceremoniously, wiping sweat from his forehead as he kicks the door shut behind him. He lowers his mask, and smiles down at Toya. "You look like hell." The man states, before looking back down at the floor he lay on.