"Contracts? That sounds like Joker." Bargaining with almost everyone he knows, trading back and forth and yet getting drawn into their lives. Akechi can't even say he's any better, at this point.

They're still walking; he draws to a halt. "Are we heading anywhere in particular, by the way? Or do you need me to clear out before you go to your front door?" He's a bit surprised it wasn't the same building.