He tore his gaze away from the obvious valuables, blue eyes locking onto Hakuba’s back, glinting mischievously. A wide, toothy, sly grin stretched across his lips and just before the blonde could turn the corner, he pounced, turning the detective around to press his back against the nearest wall.
“Well,” the thief purred lightly and leaned in close, breath ghosting against an ear as one clawed finger gently and teasingly brushed along Hakuba’s jawline. “Let’s just say that I’d enjoy myself very much~”
Surprise overtook Hakuba’s expression when he found himself, suddenly, staring face to face with Catlad. Without moving his head, he watched what he could of the claw, gaze drawn and following.
"Aha… So I see.” He knew that this thief was trouble. A lot of trouble. But that somehow never seemed to stop him. He cleared his throat with a little cough, then lifted a hand to push against his shoulder. “Tea, though? Yes?”