Akechi frowned. There it was, that faint... itch in the back of his mind, the one he usually associated with his Persona, but then... the last time that had happened, he'd been speaking to Emet-Selch. Was there a connection?

That... bore thinking about. "I'll be happy to talk about... anything. Other than your interest in the opposite sex. It's like talking to Sakamoto all over again-" He inhaled, pinched the bridge of his nose. "Flutes. How long have you been playing the flute?"