For an instant, ever so brief, Akito would get the weirdest image in his mind: like he was seeing out of someone else's eyes and at himself. If he'd have time to think about it, he would've pinned down just WHOSE line of sight he was borrowing at the time.

But surely you can't just have such out-of-body experiences while wide awake. The brain would correct that quickly, and he would be back to looking through the eyes of the mask, out onto an Akato that was smiling at him playfully. "Well I think that fits you just fine. It's a fine face... I think you should bring it with you when you come next weekend."