[As he watches the glasses pile up slowly, worrying about what might have happened to Keito, he listens attentively to Akechi. A politician. That's even worse than just a rich businessman like Eichi's own father. Akechi definitely got the worse ending, here.]

...You know, I don't truly know what "family" is meant to be. Everyone speaks about it so warmly. A father, a mother, even siblings. People who care for them and spend time together, experiencing things, wishing them well no matter their goals and occasionally having small, petty fights that patch over just as easily.

I hardly see my parents, and I'm nothing more than their precious heir. The next in the Tenshouin name. All that about love... I don't know if it's supposed to happen automatically, or if it does, why I can't feel the same.

[He has... no idea if Akechi understands what he's saying, and he's a bit afraid of that. No one ever understands what he means, no one ever tries— but all of this... maybe that's why he's trying to reach out to Akechi, himself.]

I'm speaking so much on something I know nothing about, with your family, but I suppose I wanted to say that your father doesn't matter. Not that your thoughts and ambitions are nothing, but rather... I see them even without him here to compare you against.