He would blush to the tips of his ears if he knew she thought it was cute. Probably every version of him would. "No. I wouldn't." He agrees. He's content to dip his fingertips into the fountain water and watch the ripples for quite some time. He appreciates how she's willing to wait it out with him. Verity's a good person.

Eventually, he lifts a dripping finger and flicks a bit of water at Verity to get her attention. Katsuya even allows himself to smile if she's surprised by it.
"I tell you what, Ms. Verity. When it's your turn to have a bad day, I'll do my best to make sure it goes smoothly, without much of a scene." The officer gets to his feet, reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose. His head feels foggy, as though he'd been having an extremely lucid dream. In a way, he supposes he had.