Chuuya is surprised when Atsushi actually takes it, and then confused when he doesn't say anything. Neither of those is the reaction he'd been expecting. He turns partway so he can glance back at the drink seller as well, but there's nothing interesting going on there. The drinks are being replaced, like he'd expected they would be. Tracking down a thief is more effort than most people can be bothered with.

He turns back to Atsushi. "Just dump it out if you don't want it," he says. He adjusts his coat over his shoulder now that he has one hand free again. "Or are you just going to hold it until it goes cold?"

Not that it matters to him. He actually did have a question he should ask instead. "You're the only one from your little agency here, right?"