[After being held for so long, his wrist feels somehow cold without Akira's hand there. He touches it for a moment before clasping his hands loosely in front of him. He could ignore the statement or give a non-response but he thinks about it in silence before he speaks.]

I... agree. Listening to you all as we worked together or the things I looked up about their histories had an intense familiarity to it. All of it.

[To every single one he heard a story from, he understood it. He doesn't say how deep it ran now that he can choose his words better but he doesn't deny it or brush it off.]