Akira was excited almost like a first-grader when she accepted and the chat turned on. He chuckled at the message that preceded it - he himself didn't look incredibly, his hair was just a red mess around his head. As quickly as he could, he ran to the other end of the room to turn the lights off, and threw himself back onto the sofa to start the video.<br/><br/>He smiled as he saw her on the screen, and waved to her, desperately trying to fix the crow's nest on his head with his other hand. It wasn't too visible that he was wearing gloves in this light... Fortunately.<br/><br/>"Hey there!" he greeted her cheerfully, dropping his hands back down. "Glad you agreed to the video, this much typing killed my hands." He grinned at his own attempt to joke, and studied her face. She looked just like the picture, except for the curly hair. Pretty.