The same kind of detective I would be, if I didn't enjoy a good challenge.

[ It's a reply that comes easy enough, much like his own chuckle-- almost too easy, so much that Akechi has to do a double take at his reaction. The lighthearted banter, the atmosphere, even the poorly disguised smiles... it's all so familiar, and so nostalgic all the same, like something he had long since given up on. But it's all still here, still within his grasp, and the closest thing to realhe's ever had.

For a moment, he allows his thoughts to wander, to reach for hypotheticals like he hardly ever did, to wonder how much more he could have if he kept his mask off, if he could stay forever in the one place where he could be himself. And for just that fleeting second, he thinks that maybe even he could still be... something close to happy.

He never thought coffee could make him feel so warm inside. ]

But, speaking of thieves... Do you think taking all of this would qualify as a heist?

[ For someone in law enforcement, he doesn't really sound all that opposed to it. ]