The vibes are building, it's true. Akechi almost wants to laugh, to rip off his helmet and reveal all. But... he also doesn't. If there was a punchline, he's not sure what it is, any more.

Instead, he just tilts his head, less like a bird than a Featherman bad guy again in his motorcycle helmet. "You know, I'm not even sure I know me, any longer. Try another dog."

With that, he revs up the bike and leaves, heading south towards the park—or at least to where the park should be. What even was that?