[The end of the pen taps, taps, taps against the paper, as Akechi considers that. And then he flips it around and jots down a few new notes.]

That's quite astute of you, Mai-san. I admit, I hadn't considered the possibility of the fox splitting herself like that, but if she was able to draw us all here from different worlds and timelines, why shouldn't she be able to have a physical embodiment of every aspect of herself? I wonder what that means for each different iteration, do they all have their own personality, flushed down to varying morals and wants? It would be interesting to see which ones intersect and which might contradict one another.

[a little more scribbling down before Akechi smiles up softly at his companion.]

I'm impressed.