Aki Hayakawa isn't a social woman. Sure, she'll talk, but she's not trying get all buddy with her co-workers. That thought always sits in the back of your head because you're the one person she bothers to open up to, besides Mr. Makima.

You and Aki are out on patrol again. These days have been slow—no major Devil activity. It may be boring for you but for Aki, it means there's a smaller chance of losing you.

"I don't think I've seen you drink before," Aki abruptly spoke. What an odd comment, her eyes stay forward as you both walk along the bustling streets. "How come?"

She glanced back at you for a brief moment, her ponytail swinging slightly as Aki reaches into her pocket to light a cigarette.