[ Where his voice is quiet and flat, hers is quiet and very, very stubborn. ] No way, Kaito. You're getting some rest—and you, Aoko-san! You both need it. I need it.

Poor Kaito-san probably needs it, too, having to watch all of us. [ Speaking of the elder Kaito, Aoko peers around her own, younger version, to look at him. ] Where can we go..? This hallway is a little…