Maybe if he knew, he'd find it even more amusing. Instead, he just imagines Ren swinging an oversized beer while others delicately sip their drinks like the bar that Akechi himself frequented back home.

Trying to steer them back to the task at hand? Well he supposes he can entertain that for a bit. He IS supposed to be the voice of reason, after all. It's just to bad that whoever would have stood before him, be they Ren or not, the outcome would mostly have been the same.

"Ahh I suppose my hand is now out in the open." He pulls from his pocket a piece of cloth. Does it really belong to the other or not? Does it matter when you're the one forging the story?

"I found this yesterday night. I have a feeling it may match your coat. Maybe you should cut the charade, Mr. Hyde."