Half-assed macaronian llama douche? Quite the… unique insult….
The thief looked around to make sure no police cars were speeding around nearby before slowing, turning to the person behind him.
“Erm… I am… However, I’ll have to apologise about not giving my target to you, as I’ve made arrangements for the jewel to be returned already.”
Not that he would have just handed it over anyway. Even the detectives had to at least catch him at the heist to get anything back, not just happen upon him in the street afterward.
“Yeah, I guess you should go. If you stay here too long the police will find you. One more question, though.”
That was a very stupid question, right, but xie still have to ask it.
“If I ever run into you without your costume, do you want me to pretend I don’t know who you are? Because I will recognize you.”
He hesitated, his smile faltering for a brief second before returning. It probably had something to do with how the person guessed his age… And while he didn’t exactly like hearing someone say they could easily find out who he was, if it did happen, he’d rather be aware that the other really did know, than be guessing whether he didn’t or not.
"Hmmm…. So long as you’re not going to try and get me arrested or anything, you can go ahead and make it known that you’re aware of who I am. Though, I obviously wouldn’t want you saying anything if other people are around.”
He already had enough problems with Hakuba constantly pointing out who he was, even if the detective really had no proof. Having someone else ‘know’ him didn’t really feel like it’d be all that different. He just hoped people wouldn’t start making a habit of it.
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