This wasn't right. Raito knew his mind front and back - both literately and on an unrealistic level. Therefore, when his own mind tried to convince him of Agito's stability, of his actual being there, Kira stiffened his shoulders and glowered upward from the floor, not only because the boy's sudden tantrum. Immature, remarked that small, chained-up Misa part of his mind almost /affectionately,/ and for the first time in a long while...
... Raito was afraid of what his thoughts could come up with. Normally, the reign on them would be tighter than pressure in a jar, but at the moment - something was off. And that Something Off didn't only have to do with him being in agreement with Sakura, catching himself from nodding too noticeably to her statements. "But you are," started Yagami lowly, trying to fit back into his persona, "There's no other explanation - besides something to do with that eye-patch, but I doubt if I'd move it, the... Akito would 'appear.' It's mental." There. Even if he wasn't comforted by his description, the science was all there.