He raises an eyebrow, wondering if Asta is a citizen of the LAPD's concern, and distantly if he needs to murder her. The good Officer Steve seems to agree with Katsuya's warning, though. "I was never able to find mine again, after I passed through it." He crosses his arms, all police-intimidatingly, taking up a position next to his dear old buddy Katsuya. "So, are you some sort of journalist?"