"Of course," he replied while sitting. Before going on, he crossed his right leg over his left, and clasped his hands together in his lap. "The drinking is obvious. Even if you try to hide it on your breath, it comes up from the throat and mixes in with the other scents. Red wine. Sweet. Slightly diluted pupils remain even after a state of drunkenness is lost. You have new scars from today, some time over the past few hours. You were fighting. The muscle tension in your legs says you were using thorns quite frequently, and tension in your arms says you were using your Regalia. There hasn't been a parts war for the Black Order all day, and your breathing implies heavier hyperventilation than you've ever managed. Given the disappearance of the others, and the first generation's propensity for intervening with our training regimens, I'd say you were taken in by one of them. You were also kidnapped earlier today. The markings are on your wrists and ankles. This, and the fact that there's only one member of the first generation who could actually improve your run, says it was the Sky Queen who had you kidnapped and taken to some secret location to force you into developing a new Road." When Mukuro's tirade was over, Akiza presented him with a drive containing what he needed for the Vongola sub-team. He took it in his left hand, and held onto it in said hand for the duration of his sit. "Arigatou gozaimasu," he said in a moment of gratitude which Mukuro didn't seem to offer many individuals. In fact, there were only three.