[If anything positive can be said about how Arakita communicates with people, it's that he does listen. He is quiet for the duration of Kakyoin's explanation, most likely to the surprise of the other man.

When he's positive Kakyoin's finished, he rolls out a sigh, a slight disparaging if not understanding click of his tongue coming with it.]

So that's how it is, huh.

[It isn't quite sympathetic, but it isn't entirely dismissive either.

So it was repressed anger at the world that, after being prodded by a catalyst and an environment encouraging it, exploded in a way completely contrary to what he values now. He- kind of- gets it, or at least understands the frustration that leads to lashing out at anyone who's really good at pushing your buttons.

It's not enough to make him feel guilty for the things he said- after everything that happened, he doesn't think he owes it to this guy to feel guilty for just saying things- but it gives a little more context.]

I get it. So I jabbed you in a sore spot, and you freaked out, huh. [which is also more or less what Kakyoin did to him. He does understand that, but commenting on it is a different matter.]

Ceased the problem? When you repress shit like that, it becomes baggage. Doesn't surprise me. You're so goddamn uptight when Yao's not fucking around with your head.

[So forgive him if he doesn't exactly believe that Kakyoin's 100% happy with shoving it under the rug. He's learned the hard way about leaving baggage in the past; his own recent failure in that is a sour, bitter reminder.

Let it go.mp3. You're Elsa in this situation, bud.]