[Ah... It's not exactly a surprise but it's also something El isn't entirely used to. But he's adaptable and he holds Akira, gentle fingers brushing through the teen's hair. Unfiltered by Tiernan's everything, Akira can't possibly miss the love directed at him.]

Sounds a little fake considering the damage I can do, 'Kira... I'm trying really hard not to hurt anyone. Or get myself killed by that purple pile of shit.

[Fear? Fear. Though it's not of dying.]