"That's okay," Akira started with what could possibly be considered a sweet smile rather than the usual cocky sort of smirk or the likes. If you tilted your head. And squinted. A lot. "we're sharing." he concluded after giving his ice cream a few licks before attempting to swap it for the other one currently in Kaito's hands, not thinking anything odd of the wary glances Shinjuku's Crocodile was casting at both Sano and Spitfire - it was only natural.