The thief merely snorted, expression turning more than just a little amused. Though he made no move to either deny or confirm the blonde detective’s comments. Instead, he watched, blue eyes following Hakuba’s every movement, while slowly, smoothly, slipping from his spot to silently land on the floor. “Tea does sound rather good. You wouldn’t happen to have any catnip tea, would you~?”
Once the files were carefully stacked, Hakuba pushed back from his desk and stepped to the filing cabinet, pulling open a drawer to put them away. “You know, I’ve actually been keeping that in stock lately… oddly enough, though I cannot actually recall why.” He locked the drawer, then slipped the keys in his pocket as he moved for the door to the hallway.
“No one else is home, if you’d like to come with me to the kitchen."