"But-" Conan started and paused. Kaito...Kaito was right. He scowled. Of course he was right.

"...right. Sorry," He said, pulling off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I...I don't like that thought. You two are so close and she looks so much like..."

He trailed off. No, he couldn't go down that line of thought. Nothing good was that way.

"I need to calm down." He'd run in too many times in the past without thinking and it'd gotten him hurt before. Odd that it was Kaito, KAITOU KID, mister unpredictable, who often got him to act rational.