"So we have until tonight..." Akira mutters to himself, not rally a statement or question, more of a realisation of how short they were running on time in this town. He looks up to the old woman as she goes to leave listening to what she has to say. Just as she walks out the door Akira looks to Allura and says to her. "This is going to be a long day." As he looks around the room from where he was sitting. Spending an entire day in someone's house unable to leave, that was a sure fire route towards boredom. The thought didn't play on his mind for long though as Allura suggests they clean up the cutlery and plates that they had just ate their breakfast off of. He returns her smile as he stands up from his seat lifting his plate off the table. "Well I guess it's a start on something to do." he remarks as he makes his way over to the basin. There was a fair amount of things to wash, after all the old woman had made them a rather sizeable breakfast. He turns to look to Allura "This could take a while." The house had a very makeshift version of running water, although it only seemed to be running cold, several moments passed before the water was actually running clean as rust and dirt in the pipework coloured it brown on its initial flow.

Akira looks down to his left hand positioning it near the flow of the water. "Volkran, flame." A simple passage, as a small flame sprite emitted from Akira's finger tips, it wasn't exactly ideal but with the power of a demon and some actual clean magic it wouldn't take long for the flames temperature to rise and heat the water. Akira placed his plate down on the side before plugin the basins hole with the clay plug sitting by its tap. As the water filled the basin he turns his head to look to Allura. "Did anything strange happen yesterday? That old woman seemed to be a bit freaked out, what exactly did that angel say to her?" His eyes were fixated on Allura until he remembered to stop the water flow, his hand quickly scurrying and shutting off the tap. "I thought it'd be beyond your kind to use underhand tactics of speech." Akira washes off his plate in the pool of water as he speaks, how far these questions would go at this time was unknown. After all aside from knowing their was an angel present both Akira and Volkran were shut off from what was happening.

Akira shakes his left hand to extinguish the small flame. He turns round passing Allura a smile as he goes to take her plate from her. There was a short pause as his hand rests over the top of Allura's. 'You can't trust her, Akira.' the plaguing conciousness of Volkran weighs down on Akira's mind as he has difficulty distinguishing between his own thoughts and those of the demon. The smile slowly disappears as he pries the plate from Allura's hand. "Did you get a chance to check the smithies handy work?" Akira asks as he turns back to face the basin once more, there was a distinct difference to the mood now then what there was only moments ago, although what brought it about, Akira was not willing to discuss.