[ ... Akira just looks at him with his usual neutral stare, unwavering and feline-like as time passes. It continues one as if this is a competition, but gears are cranking in his mind as a myriad of thoughts. He voices none of them and finally blinks, now taking a step forward—closer to Goro, so he can use his free hand not to pet the cat... But to check his temperature. He presses the back of his hand to Goro's forehead, then flips it to his palm to compare.

Eventually, he retracts. Seems normal, even if everything is awfully bizarre including Goro's compliance. ]

We can always go jogging in the morning if you're looking for a workout.

[ Which isn't out of the ordinary for Akira when one of your best friends is Ryuji Sakamoto. The cat follows them to the bridge, but he doesn't pay it more mind aside from a playful nudge with his foot. Kitty meows! Kitty stays! Kitty brushes against Goro instead as they walk up to the little bridge, then finally across.

To another portion of the little town. There's a convenience store here, small restaurant over there, and some shops. Definitely away from Akira's house by the looks of it. ]

... It's like I never left. [ Super weird. ] I find it hard to imagine that you're not here on some kind of shady business, though.