So it seems. [When he had first gotten his powers back in the day and been granted access to the Metaverse, he had been alone. Here, it's not even just the Phantom Thieves who share that gift. It's numerous others, counting above the number fifty. It's an impossible scale, and compared to all of them, he's starting from nothing. He can't develop his power or strength, can't go out alone and fight shadows to increase his capabilities.

He hates it.

Akechi takes a tot, the motion of sliding his fork into it far more delicate than how he feels.]

It suits me. Even if I wanted to be done with all of that, it's a veritable reminder that I can't be. They say that the power given reflects who we are. That's something we know quite well. [He takes the tot into his mouth and savors the taste, eyes closing momentarily. As snobbish as he was before, he can't deny the taste of good food. And this is quite good.

When he's done, he looks across at Ren. Akechi raises his hand to cup his own cheek, leaning forward.]

Have you discovered yours yet, Joker? [Back and forth: Ren to Joker to Ren. He likes the way both sound on his tongue.]