Shinichi is too modest or too cynical to think that Miss Mouri's reaction is entirely due to him. Something else is going off, something even more disconcerting than the sudden reappearance of an acquaintance wrapped in to bandages of a tomb colonist--

But they're not merely acquaintances, are they?

Leaving his facial bandages to pool around his neck, Shinichi comes to stand beside her. He holds out a handkerchief with a couple of drops of Tincture of Vigour on it, hopefully enough to assist Miss Mouri with regaining her composure.

"I didn't realise it was so well known -- outside of certain circles." A pause. "Currently I am assisting a permanent surgeon with her research."