[ Ryo gives it a moment then makes his way to the door. His apartment is, overall, a blank slate. It would be about what Akira would expect based on the last place of his that he saw. He's gotten pretty creative with his clothing. His tank is accommodating the wings with two holes in the back, and he's wearing his drop-crotch pants. He has two large wings on his back, which he's gotten...mostly used to. They're bigger than what he'd normally have, given that it's only the single set of wings.
But, for impact, when he opens the door, he extends them with a small flourish. He takes a couple steps back. He supposes while he dislikes the entire joke of the wings, he could only be thought of as Ryo with wings. ]
You got here fast.
[ Akira looks okay to him. And he knows, at his core, that he can handle him if something were to go south. He knows because he has handled him. He fights that impulse, which he assumes is Iris, to pull Akira right into his arms. ]
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But, for impact, when he opens the door, he extends them with a small flourish. He takes a couple steps back. He supposes while he dislikes the entire joke of the wings, he could only be thought of as Ryo with wings. ]
You got here fast.
[ Akira looks okay to him. And he knows, at his core, that he can handle him if something were to go south. He knows because he has handled him. He fights that impulse, which he assumes is Iris, to pull Akira right into his arms. ]