Top hat straight, monocle shining with a polished gleam, white suit pristine. Every piece of his outfit neat and in perfect place.

But Kid is not so much sitting at the counter as he is placed there, limbs propping him up awkwardly. He seems like a frozen statue in the kitchen, out of place with his surroundings.

His blank eyes stare at the wall, seeing nothing.

[[Robo!Kaito, go. And yes, he's from the Evil!AU]]