[Action!] [That he does wave off, turning to go back into the kitchen] Stop worrying about it. [It's annoying. Besides, he'd rather have food and listen to Akito.
Why? Because Akito's just started singing softly, eye closed and working purely on touch. One hand holds the earphones to his ear, while the other almost dances over the tools and AT, adjusting a bit here, replacing a part there, all without looking. His voice is as soft as always, feminine and easily mistakable for a girl's. Perfect in his pitch, to say he was a good singer would be an understatement]