[he sounds a little dubious, and also maybe... concerned, honestly. Akira, what was your life? Unless this was just a joke, designed to shake him off that questioning. Mako leans back in his chair, and folds his arms across his chest, giving him a concerned look, but he's not questioning it just yet.
Honestly, who knows.]
Is this something Ann's going to remember...? I mean,, one of your [phantom thieves]... Er... You know.
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[he sounds a little dubious, and also maybe... concerned, honestly. Akira, what was your life? Unless this was just a joke, designed to shake him off that questioning. Mako leans back in his chair, and folds his arms across his chest, giving him a concerned look, but he's not questioning it just yet.
Honestly, who knows.]
Is this something Ann's going to remember...? I mean,, one of your [phantom thieves]... Er... You know.