Adachi stared at her for a moment, before his expression -- and his posture -- quite literally sunk. The expression on his face said it all: he was already reliving the nightmare it was to obtain Naoto's trust and her social link. Not that he didn't deserve it, between getting her censored from the case and his general shitty attitude.

He finally straightened after a moment, letting out a sigh as he reached into his jacket pocket.

"I'm not even going to ask if you need proof. I know better," he said, pulling out his pair of Midnight Channel glasses and slipping them on.