"We knew there was gonna be something following you. We didn't count on them predicting the right landing spot and setting up the bomb," Conan said.

Conan checked the stitch work. "And you know, I only ever started really getting a bunch of scars AFTER I started working with you, so I think it's your luck, not mine."

He looked back at Kaito, eyes drawn to his wrists. "...though I can't say I recognize those."