[They make their way into Southern territory and Akira works their way through bustling city streets, approaching their destination.]

Murder, huh?

[He has a lot to say on that particular subject and would have, if it weren't for the influence of a certain someone. Instead, Akira falls silent until they come to a stop hopping off his broom to round the cart and start unloading bags of sugar. He's gonna miss those arms around his waist.]

Well, I'm not about to tell you what's right or what's wrong in a situation I know nothing about. I just hope it doesn't come down to any unnecessary bloodshed. For your sake, I mean.