"Mmhm," he hums, gaze following the traffic; searching for an opening. Spotting one, Akito plows forward. Weaving in and out of obstacles, he trusts that Joel will be able to follow without issue considering his size. Once safely in the next alleyway, Akito continues:

"Gazelle as in an antelope."

It suited the real Gazelle more than him, but he's grown fond of his alias. If he could be like a gazelle he would be that much closer to being like a bird.