[ Akira's question earns him a tense smile that miraculously doesn't have anything to do with the fact that he'd stolen a picture of a young child. ]

Haha, no no. [ Taking the picture, he tears it up easily, stuffing the pieces into one of the many pockets donning his cargo pants. (Don't littler, kids!) ] I'm merely doing a favour.

[ And then he breezes past that awkward conversation, handing Akira's own photo back to him. ]

I must apologize for taking this right out from your grasp! I can imagine why you would chase me for it—are you all right? I hope you're not prone to collapsing!