getting inside my head

The beckoning shout and tilt of the head to lure him over has Akito hesitating for a moment. He was not lost on some of the happenings within Hemlock. After all, he was a friend of Maki's and he was no stranger to Erik. Alas, Akito was not one to assume and would allow this interaction to draw his own conclusions.

Stretching up onto long, slim legs, he takes his time. Leisurely strolling through the shadows as if he were nothing but. The silence was his existence. Something he strived for. He would only allow those he wished to see him to notice him. If not, he could easily blend into the background without a single look in his direction.

Coming to sit beside Bjorn beneath the scrub tree, he focuses his cloudy gaze on the prairie. No prey animal was probably safe to ingest, but hunger lingered all the same. That same silence that shrouded him lingered over them for a few minutes. Companionable, perhaps even a little tense, but nothing unbearable. When ready, Akito lets his eyes flicker over to Bjorn, assessing for a moment before moving back to the grass and antelope.

"Disease is spreading. I need to eradicate it," he replies simply as if there was no argument to the statement.