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[If you're of a mind to be around a particular area - about where a certain deceased detective was a while ago, in fact - you might just notice a white-clad thief leaning against a wall]
[It's not a casual slump, nor an elegant one - it's the slump of the exhausted, and he certainly looks it - his hat pulled down low, some papers held in one hand, and his eyes half-lidded, seeing nothing in particular]
[a little while after this] [all Shinichi be warned] [in fact, -everyone- be warned]
[It's not a casual slump, nor an elegant one - it's the slump of the exhausted, and he certainly looks it - his hat pulled down low, some papers held in one hand, and his eyes half-lidded, seeing nothing in particular]
[a little while after this] [all Shinichi be warned] [in fact, -everyone- be warned]
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[That's right. He made one with the ghostie, didn't he? A contract for all those names... Nasty little do-gooders. But they're not here yet]
I'm going to wait.
[until he goes back. Or until they come here]
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[a contract for what?]
[...An assassin. He said he's an assassin.]
But you--
[he can't. He can't, Kaito doesn't kill people except this one does and she has to stop him --
-- no, he said he'd wait. He isn't going to do anything right now.
She has to calm down. She still has time.]
[She hopes.]
I--
[Saying something as mundane as "okay" or "all right" isn't possible right now. Not when they're talking about people's lives. But she doesn't want to do anything to tear down what progress they've managed to make, and all she manages is an awkward subject change]
Can I go bandage my wrist?
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[he looks at her, curious, then remembers, chirping his next words with a pleased smile]
Broke your wrist~
...1412 doesn't carry bandages. Will the miss-- Aoko faint if she leaves?
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I won't faint.
[she might, really, but she's not the type to easily admit to such a thing even when she isn't accompanying homicidal assassins. As if to prove her point, she lets go of him, tries to push away -- though not too hard, since she's already tottering.
She just has to make it to... wherever this place keeps its bandages. That's all.
Which would be easier if she knew where that was]
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The thought that he could come with her doesn't occur to him, either. Or rather, he won't let it occur to himself. Because that would be helping.
And he never helps someone except downstairs with a push.]
[he traces her cheek as she pushes away, hand slipping out of her hair easily]
Confident, Aoko.
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[she steadies herself with her uninjured hand on the hallway wall, and starts making her way towards the lobby. Hopefully she can orient herself from there, or find someone who knows where a first aid room is.
She isn't sure whether she expects him to follow or not, much less whether she wants him to -- though she's leaning towards yes, if only so she can keep an eye on him, especially with that 'contract' he mentioned he has. And she doesn't know if the 'fire' he sees will go away so easily next time, either.]
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[he doesn't want her to leave, but she said she wouldn't]
[so she'll come back]
[and all he has to do is stop himself from thinking that this might be a form of trust]
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[she hesitates, stops, turns to him]
...Do you want Aoko's room number?
[now it's her turn to trust. It would be all to easy for him to take advantage of something so simple... but at the same time, this way, if he needs her, he'll be able to find her]
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[his tone is quiet, oddly placid.]
[no, he doesn't want her room number. he can't put anything in words, but it has to do with trust, pride, and too much of the both]
[a brief ghost of a smile flickers across his face]
Too trusting, Aoko.
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I've done okay that way so far.
[she's already had her trust broken once, and broken badly. But she recovered from it, and it's made her stronger]
Be careful.
[Of yourself and others.]
[and she turns back to find the lobby. She really needs those painkillers now]