Adachi watched him go, before letting out a laugh. Wow, Persona users these days; it just made him even more curious what happened four years in his... well, in the world's future. His expression dropped, the reminder that he wasn't going to live to see it killing his mood.

A sigh escaped from him as he shouldered the purse, going over to the thief as he pulled out a set of police zipties. He was kneeling down by the idiot in the next moment, securing his hands and feet before dragging him off to a safe locationand fiddling with his communicator. One call to the police later, he started retracing his steps, hoping the purse's owner was still around to give it back.