[ he's really not asking about that experience; yuuji is merely pointing it out when he started doubting whether akira is human or not. therefore, there is no effort from his side to go back and forth about what they should leave in the past. instead, the glint of interest is evident behind his eyes— not as dramatic as one might react to hear the word 'demon'.

which isn't surprising— considering where they are. the city is crawling with all kinds of creatures who are complementary to hell. ]

Human heart and consciousness ...

[ so, akira is merely given 'powers', but he's not sharing his body with a living, breathing entity? the 'devilman' might be a teen's way of making sense of what they become. does it interest him, though? a smile followed that's full of warmth and maybe a tad cheeky. ]

Don't make it weird. Anyway, it sounds like an edgy hero name. Is that what you are? You're using your powers for good?

[ he then turned and started setting up the table, finally allowing akira to try the homemade meal. as for drinks, he slams down an unopened bottle of red wine (that belongs to megumi)— and also some juice. he's lowkey, gently, nudging the juice closer to akira; seducing him to be more responsible. however, the alcoholic option is there too because he's a good host. ]