Akira took a deep breath and looked down, avoiding her gaze. One of his hands ran up to the back of his neck, and he sighed. "Yes... I was talking about myself... Although it's not confirmed whether it's terminal or not. There's little known about it..." He gave her a faint shrug, and kept staring on the floor. "It's causing something in my bones and muscles. Most days I hardly feel it, just about once or twice a month it becomes unbearable."<br/><br/>He didn't want to tell her the entire truth... She wouldn't believe him, anyway. After all, who would, if you'd tell them that when you were a crazy college student, you did stupidities, took a trip to a forest and got 'cursed'? No one, because it wasn't a believable excuse. Like this, he simply didn't tell her a few dark parts of the truth.