[Yeah that does say a lot. And he does have his knife hidden on him, but now is not the time for knife.]
[Instead of knife, Akira gets some gentle hands on his back, rubbing down some of the tension. He starts singing softly, and... well, it's Japanese, but the cadence is off - like it's a different language.]
Sleep, who takes the little ones Come, take this one too. Young - so young I gave it to you, Grown-up bring it back to me.
Tall as a high mountain, straight as a cypress tree. And its branches outstretched To the East and West...
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[Instead of knife, Akira gets some gentle hands on his back, rubbing down some of the tension. He starts singing softly, and... well, it's Japanese, but the cadence is off - like it's a different language.]
Sleep, who takes the little ones
Come, take this one too.
Young - so young I gave it to you,
Grown-up bring it back to me.
Tall as a high mountain,
straight as a cypress tree.
And its branches outstretched
To the East and West...