「 I've been wondering about that, myself. We destroyed it, but can something like Mementos that represented the collective cognition of the world really be destroyed?」[Morgana's tail lashes curiously, and he sits up on Futaba's shoulders to watch the boys in their weird little circus act.]

[Akechi, for his part, tries to be a good sport about this, but Akira just had to go and give him that vaguely amused look. He glares approximate daggers and stands still, waiting for the wall to bump into him, and then follows it when Akira steps back within his figurative bubble, pressing his weight into it. His feet slide against the floor when he can't walk further.]