"Ku-Kudou-san...wha..." Though what came out was probably less than intelligible, between his current state and having a cup shoved at his mouth. His eyes blearily focused at the smell (it was difficult to keep them open). Though he rationally knew only a complete idiot would be trying to push yogurt of all things down someone's throat during a situation like this, he failed to see what good it'd do.

He still followed Kudou's instructions.

The taste cut through the pain. It did taste good - very good, if he was in the state of mind to appreciate it - but what made Akito softly gasp and shiver slightly was the cooling sensation that suddenly ran through his body. All the pain didn't go away but at the very least the burning had been blissfully numbed. Even the redness on his skin seemed to be going down.

Akito shifted, attempting to push himself up, and winced. It still hurt, but his eyes were much sharper behind his glasses. He rasped, attempting an automatic slight smile when he looked at Kudou. "Thank you...I really mean it, thanks."