Now that crimson blur was even making sounds like Roku. But it seemed so far away that Akira couldn't understand what was being said. In his semi-conscious state Akira began thinking. Maybe Roku was always fighting with him because he needed to vent. With his debt and those thugs coming to beat him up all the time it must be hard. And it probably wasn't easy to take care of him when Roku already had enough problems of his own. "S...orr....y...." escaped from Akira's mouth, barely hearable. After which he drifted off in unconsciousness again for a while.<br/>When he woke up again everything was still slightly blurry although he just assumed that that was because he was dreaming. Because there was no way he could be in Roku's appartment. His body felt so heavy that he didn't even try to move around. Akira only remembered being beaten up by that gang. He assumed that he was probably lying somewhere in an alley and dreaming that he was in Roku's appartment, in Roku's bed because that was the most comfortable place he could remember.