Maruki actually chuckled at the statement about his reputation as if the idea of being put under suspicion by everyone here wasn't something he was already well aware of. "I would argue we shouldn't judge people at face value but I know saying anything beyond that is not going to help me save face anytime soon."

His shoulders remained hitched, regarding her with unease settling in his nerves as he looks away and tries to put up a brave front. The question. He keeps his expression neutral but its so so difficult to just frown and get angry. She was being reasonable however, in comparison to others so he has atleast that going from him-

"...!"

He jumps at the sudden proclamation and turns his wide eyed gaze at her. What the hell? Thought smoking wasn't the problem. "Okay, okay- I will put it out," he keeps the cigarette away as he hails Muhen to pass him an ashtray. While he does that, he finally- finally looks up at the Akechi and offers her a smile that seems too forced. Too tired. "Contrary to popular opinion, no, I can't imagine your problem. Preassuming your circumstances is plausible- given the colourful descriptions I have recieved about myself but I am not here to do any of that." He holds the cigarette out and taps his foot against the bar stool.

"Do you frequent this place, Akechi-san?"