[Perhaps another time it would be more appropriate. Or maybe now was a good time too. There were numerous ways to relieve stress, but Akira wasn't suggesting anything right now aside from this. It was working, after all. The feeling of fingers raking through his hair allowed some more tension to melt away from him.]

Sleep might be good. [But better than coffee...? Debatable.]

I just can't stand by and do nothing if I have the ability to do otherwise. Even then... I couldn't stand by helplessly, even if I couldn't do anything. That's all.

[He wasn't so much self-sacrificing as he was adamantly refusing to allow things to go unnoticed and un-tended to. Injustice could not be allowed to flourish, and he'd be damned before he allowed other people to fight while he stood by.]