Akira knows that look. Akira has worn it.

"That's the one," he says drily. "He's a Madicce Company merchant captain in my world, the sort of vicious, petty tyrant no wise man would dare to cross. But as you can probably tell, I've never been wise."

He gives Akechi a grim, gallows smile. "I won't presume to know your exact circumstances with him. But you have my condolences, whatever they are."