[Week 0, Tuesday: Yusuke, Makoto]

[it's been about four days now, which has given them all enough time to become acquainted with their partners and the differences between this Shibuya and their own. it's allowed time for the fact that they're dead (really dead, holy shit) to sink in with Akira, too. . . and time for him to contemplate their next steps forward in conjugation with the game rules laid out before them on Monday]

[come Tuesday, he draws Makoto and Yusuke aside and tells them to meet up with him at the Buchiko-- uh, sorry Hachicko(?) statue near the central station. he admits that it feels weird to hold what is in essence a hideout meeting with only three thieves present, but. they'll have to make do, right?]

[both Makoto and Yusuke will find that Akira has beaten them to their meeting place (which is a little weird; isn't he usually late?), and is standing next to the statue with his hands in his pockets and his hip resting against the stone. when they approach, he glances up, pressing his thumb against the bridge of his glasses to adjust them on his features]

Yo.

[and then he gives them a wave, and the tiniest of smiles]

How are you two holding up?

[first thing's are first]