Good to see you. It sounds weirdly distant, and yet at the same time so very Yuki. Akaya wonders if he's really as calm as he looks. It's hard to tell sometimes, with him. But he's going to not think about that right now, because it is good to see him. It always feels like forever when they stop talking.

"Yeah," he says, venturing a grin.

He pulls out a chair and drops into it.

"So..."

He pauses awkwardly. Really, Akaya doesn't do awkward. Only Yukimura can make him this way.