[Akechi is nearby on a bench, bundled up in his winter coat and scarf, two paper cups of something steaming in hand. And as she approaches, he offers one of the cups to her, full of slowly cooling off hot cocoa.]

That doesn't sound at all dissimilar to what I saw in there as well. Here. We so rarely get anywhere close to these temperatures back in Japan, already I can barely feel my fingers.

[And once she is settled, he crosses one leg over the other and regards her.] Now, what did you find?