"Certain Jewel-Thief? What thief makes you think things are weird?" Conan asked. He was...actually quite curious what that meant.

He scowled at that, shoving away his hand, but didn't straighten his hair. He didn't want to add orange to his hair too.

He thought about that. "...you wouldn't control someone's will or let someone else controls someone else's will that completely. So it can't be a planned thing, if you do have that much control," Conan said, studying Kaito. "Even to protect your identity, it's not the type of person you are..." He murmured, then focusing on the eyepatch. Then looking at the drawings. It didn't seem having one eye blocked affected his eyesight enough for the pictures. Not to mention the eyepatch looked thin, too thin to block out all light. Would it ever serve as a bandage that way?

"Why do you have that eyepatch...?"