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[ Clearing his throat, he imitates someone as best as he can. While they don't have the same voice, he nails down the tone and projection. ]

Their existence has not been disproven, Goro. Until that point of time, it isn't wrong to believe that they are out there, or that they may even be involved in strange occurrences in human history.

Akira...

[Sighed, oh my god. He frowns a little longer before leaning on his hands, tilting his head thoughtfully.]

According to some sources, they built such marvels like the pyramids in Giza and even Stonehenge. The Nazca Lines. Things like that. Personally, I'm in favor of the giants that left our flattened world to its own devices after the nuclear war some two hundred years ago.

[ Akira doesn't even look surprised by this response, but he does let out a small chuckle. All of that sounds ridiculous...

Stop. ]

You're really passionate about aliens.

[Ah.

Well--!]

I find them a fascinating concept, really, and I dislike the implication many movies produced here pose that they're going to overtake our world by force. Just what do you think that says about our society, Akira? About the country we live in? Films like that are a study into society's inner workings and I--

[... Let him lay his head down. He's getting shy about this now.]

I, um. It's interesting, in a way. The view society takes on the unknown. I'd like to shake hands before any weapons are drawn.

[ Goro... You’re slowly diving into a different topic in general. Akira is quiet, listening to him ramble a little longer as he does some thinking himself. He hums as he fiddles with his bangs a bit, tugging them down and sifting the strands between his fingers. ]

We project our faults, strengths, and norms on fictious representations like we’re great benchmarks? As if a highly intelligent species so different from ours share similar infrastructure and foundations... Or perhaps that these aliens can represent closer to home invaders that may plan to take over our homeland by force whether it be for resources or territory.

[ Different topic entirely, though Akira does think what he brings up is pretty standard and basic. Experts probably have more insight, but he isn’t majoring in that. ]

You can shake my hand, boop.

[That's not so unusual for him to do, slip into something that's tangentially related as far as his own interests lie, and he appreciates Akira's basic efforts into indulging him. He chuckles lightly, taking Akira's hand and giving it a squeeze.]

Basically so, Aki-chan. I'd rather have your hand than shake it though.

[He's joking..!!!]

[ He entertains many interests for people, but especially for Goro Akechi. If anything, he thinks Goro makes it easy to fall prey into whatever subject. Manly... wiles? Boyish wiles? Whatever. He rubs the base of his thumb and continues to play with his hand. ]

What I'm getting is you would wed an alien without question.

[ Can he reach over there to flick Goro's nose? He will. ]

My answer is yes, Goro Akechi~!

[Boyish charm? Though Akira has that in droves. They're just playing around, but Goro's heart still squeezes tightly.]

You would. I'm a space prince, aren't I? Welcome to royalty, Aki-chan, I'll be sure to teach you court manners before the next galactic meeting.

[ You're right. Goro is in no way manly in the slightest. That's fine, though. ]

I'm most honored, space prince. Since we have joined in this beautiful union, bringing peace to both of our planets, I am empowered to tell you my people's darkest secret as a sign of ultimate allegiance.

[ He gestures with a finger for Goro to lean over. Let him whisper into your ear. ]

[..? Okay, he'll lean closer.]

What is it?

[ Sorry, he did all of that to steal a kiss. ]

I think your pizza is ready.

[The moment the kisses registers he's standing up abruptly, cheeks flaring as he's trying not to smile. It very much is not working.]

Ah, um. Soon. Probably. I'll go see.

[Right!! Away... He goes... And gives Akira's head a soft smack on the way.

It's got like two minutes more but he's committed to waiting now. The longest two minutes of his life before he comes back with his pizza with a sigh. Their pizza.]

It's moments like these where I'll never take tasting for granted ever again.

[ At first, he thought he did something wrong? But no, it's just Goro being awkward. He relaxes, rubbing his neck awkwardly as he watches Goro dart off to the counter.

... Waiting. God. Don't laugh, don't. Even if Goro fidgets or does his usual idle movements, don't laugh. Oh, he's back. Nose wrinkling, he appraises the pizza. ]

Seriously. It felt like my life was empty?

[ Since he's polite he won't take first slice. ]

It was even more concerning when I lost weight in December. Hashtag yikes.

It was a good month to be firm on dieting, that's for certain... What's the point of having nice foods if you can't eat them?

[Really. It'll take a moment to realize Akira's waiting on him before he takes a slice, go ahead, go ahead. Mmmmm. Delicious.]

... So when I could taste again, I ended up going to a buffet to try everything there. I'm sure I erased an entire month's progress. It was delightful.

[ As Goro talks about his journey from being a big eater to a tiny eater back to a big eater, Akira pulls out a modest slice for himself. He only needs two shakes of chili flakes before it's ready to go, but he's awfully quiet.

Almost sullen. Grumbling ever so softly: ]

I want to go to a buffet.

[ Then he proceeds to eat. ]

[................. he's dating a child??????]

I can take you to one, if you'd like?

[It's gonna be for Akira's bday at this rate.]

[ Excuse me???? You're the actual child? Akira almost jerks to the side when Goro offers. You weren't supposed to hear that. ]

N... No, it's fine. It would be better if we went for a big occasion?

[ And here he's thinking anniversary. ]

[So sorry. He's attentive to his boyfriend..!]

Well... If you're certain. It's not as if I mind dropping money on you.

[Akira is someone he'd whale for too.

Oh.

Speaking of dropping things. He's about to take another bite of his pizza when he recalls what he'd wanted to ask Akira about earlier, chewing on his lip and then looking away. Nom. Mmm.]

Do you, um, mind if I ask you more about the Velvet Room..? I... recall a few odd things from it, but it isn't as if it means much to me. I'm curious to learn about it.

[ He is a little happy that Goro is attentive—he lucked out with a good boy, really. He pulls another slice, but doesn't go through the hassle of toppings this time. He eats it as is, noticing Goro's nervous body language. ]

I don't mind. [ Quiet, it's hard not to remember the memories from that blue room. ] I should be more...

[ Open? Transparent? Honest...? He drops that fast for a bite of his pizza. ]

So what did you want to ask?

... What is a Trickster, exactly? I know what it means in terms of mythology -- Loki is an example of one, as is Susanoo -- but... the way that man mentioned it was different..?

[As if it were a role, a title. Of course it'd stick out in his mind. Of course he'd get caught on it.]

... I wish I knew specifics, but all I know is "Trickster" is what he calls me. I always thought it was a way to call those that were given that power.

[ He's thoughtful now that Goro mentions Loki... Pizza can wait. ]

Trickster might also mean us, those that chose to rebel. Is it really by chance that we have Personas by those themes? Arsene, Satanael, Robin Hood, Loki, Goeman, Carmen...

[ Stroking his chin, he stays in this pensive state for a while longer. ]

Nothing conclusive unless someone else remembers being called that, too. I won't be holding my breathe over it.

[That'd be nice. Connecting with everyone in a positive way.]

I'm not entirely sure I was necessarily rebelling against anything, but that would be nice. And make sense, up in the air or not. You all were quite tricky to catch. I wonder how he ever managed it..? And how he wormed his way into the thieves, considering his feelings on them.

[as if he'd ever join them just because their goals align. feh.]

Blackmail?

[ He knows that they're all lost souls... Some more than others. Goro's presence is the biggest reminder of that, but he bats those thoughts away. ]

... I'm guessing we had a common goal. [ That's the only way it makes sense, but based on his other self's feelings towards Akechi. ] That shouldn't be enough to welcome him into the group.

[ Hm. ]

Do you think a fake goody two shoes would do that? Blackmail would taint his pleasant, but obnoxious visage.

Absolutely he would.

[... Wow, immediate, hold on he's gonna eat his pizza. Goro's peeved at his otherself but-- well, to be honest, he can't say he'd be entirely against it himself..? How frustrating. He just doesn't because he has no reason to, because it creates more enemies than friends. And he likes having friends.]

I... Mm. He'd have to be very confident in himself, which I am almost positive would never be a problem considering his egotistical, grand ideas of self-importance, though it isn't as if I have any proof. It isn't as if he had anything to prove to the people that had every reason to dislike and distrust him, Akira. I think there's a good chance foul play was involved, consider how it ended up.

[ He's going to take a slice as Goro slams down the facts on him. While he does have a heap of memories, not a lot of them involve his boyfriend. He does know he stops by Leblanc a lot... That he's an idiot despite being who he is.

A pleasant boy with a dark side, a burning fire inside him. ]

How sly and devious, but smart. It obviously worked since I have memories of us running around the casino together. It almost felt like you belonged there.

[ Some of their conversations felt natural, moves on the battlefield were seamless, but Akira isn't blind. There was synergy iced on underlying hostility, distrust hiding behind the corner. ]

I bet he showed off a lot and enjoyed every second of it.

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