Akira could understand why his sister hadn't suddenly broken into song and dance about his promotion - it was late, things were tense, it was really to just get the conversation moving back on topic to why Akira was sat in her house with tea and a taut look on his face.
But it wasn't fruitless.
'She's a medic. Taijutsu and Medical Corp. Good combination.' Agility and being hard hitting were important, saving lives moreso. Combining the two elements were like toast and butter, one complimented the other. She'd only just become a Chunin - passed in the exam earlier in the year.
Akira nodded.
"I know." A second time. When he'd found out in the club, Akira had found out from their parents quickly afterward. They didn't reveal many details, because they too didn't know a huge amount about the Shinobi lifestyle.
Irrespective of how well it was meant, Akira still felt the tenseness in his gut and a fire being lit beneath his belly in her desire and need to reflect it back on him. He still wanted to talk about that night, in front of Yoko - it was unacceptable. But this needed to be discussed first.
"I chose to not talk about my work because it has changed me, not for the better. I distanced myself as a manner of being a shield, not a loner." Though, he was a bit of a loner - ever since his own little accident he'd spent majority of his time in his lonesome, but still had his extroverted days out, still had his work thrust upon him: it was a natural testament to his flexibility in life.
He couldn't mask her from it now. He couldn't protect her from it now, either.
"I have tortured people, sent people to asylums - had blood not of my own spattered on my face, I have lived a lie, performed acts, while I have sabotaged the evils of human nature I also performed those acts of evil. I have taken to mastering an art that praises the derangement, and degeneracy of human nature." Akira had to be cold and cruel in his method of wording, a last ditch attempt to try and derail her from her platform. She was a Shinobi now as well, so there was no harm in talking about it with her.
"And you ask me why I keep it a secret from you all? Shouldn't this be more clear now being a Kunoichi yourself? I don't want my family to see who I am." his volumes spoke clearly of his passion - while there were many good points and facets and arguments that could be made about the subject, he had reserved his inner circle of his mind for his family and so it had been stripped of bullshit - and his words couldn't be truer.
『Political Orator』
Akira has taken the time and energy in being versed in a different tactile range of subjects and can hold his own in most conversations with fair merit and academic prowess. From being the Tsuchikage's Assistant, the political battleground that he has engaged in has made him a powerful public speaker and influential oratory operative. He is able to deduce intent from conversations with relative guesstimates, and can read emotions clearly and succinctly, even those who might not had been previously known. This has passed on into his own physical structure, allowing him to be a very emotive speaker and get on with those around him easily.