Akira was already waiting impatiently in front of his own laptop, with the extent of his abilities trying to make himself look less horrible. But alas, when the video started, he was laying in its view pale, with dark rings under his eyes, and a horrible mess of a hair on his head. It wasn't even tied up today - instead, it freely cascaded onto his shoulders like a crimson waterfall. It was just his bad luck that the light in this room was much better, too.<br/><br/>"Good to hear you've had fun," he smiled at her, even though his voice was silent. "Give Devon a greeting from me the next time you see him. And glad it stopped raining there... You look extra nice today, you know?"<br/><br/>Till he answered her question, it took him a while. "Me and... Well, you can see that clearly. Like crap. I had to take a day off." he explained her bleakly, and turned to his side, supporting his head with a hand that had something like a bag of ice strapped to it. "But how would you like if you, one day, got a surprise visit?" he asked then, trying to bring the subject onto something more cheerful, and casually dropping his hand down to hide its unnatural color.