If Callaghan can tell the edge Akito is nearing, he doesn't show any sign. Instead he shuts the door behind the youth, taking a moment to ensure he's fine it seals before turning back to the main room. It's rather sparse, as apartments go, practically a studio; all that said, he's made use of the space as best he can, with his personal desk small and by the futon that works equally well as a couch or actual bed. The actual table in the center doubles as a place to eat meals and, well, as a wider work area- and, in this case, a place to teach and go over work.

Maybe he'll feel better once he gets in the groove. "We'll start with a few, just to make sure you understand what I gave you- but let me see what you've gotten done. Did you have any problems or questions?"