"I was kind of hoping I was wrong. I feel sorry for your rivals, being stuck in your head," he said. It was a joke. Sort of.

"The problem isn't I don't want to tell him. It's telling him without sounding insane," Conan said, muttering another word under his breathe, the clip ons vanishing and card reappearing in his hand as he slipped on the glasses.

"This card and scars are the only proof I can provide him about my little 'adventure' in another world," Conan said, pocketing the card. "And explaining it to Heiji is a whole other problem than explaining it to Kaito. I mean...well, you're already insane on so many levels. And I found out your life story there. Things happening that shouldn't have gone unnoticed, having a magic item, knowing things about you I shouldn't know without you having a clue about it. Hard to refute that. Heiji isn't that simple. Especially when he even wants to deny the existence of his own magic. He'll probably think I've finally lost it after everything." He paused, glancing at the black eye.

"...not that it isn't justified. But that's more of me not knowing the full story at the time too."