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"KAITO!" And there's a Conan, one who looks to be about eleven, shouting in the DR.

"Bastard, I know you're nearby! This is getting old!"

He's a very irritated Conan at that. He's standing in the lobby, looking around at all those little nooks and crannies that any Kaito would just love to hide in to avoid someone who isn't quite used to tracking down his hiding spot.

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That was -- interesting phrasing. "I didn't think of it like that."

Conan...had to trust Kaito. Simple as that. Kaito was too good at hiding, told too many lies, played too many tricks. There was a point where he had to treat the other with practically blind faith that he would never change or he'd never be able to sleep at nice.

The interesting phrasing was probably just over exposure to Kid himself. "It's a scary thought. Anyone might turn out to be a bad guy if he could."

Conan shivered. "And if they have, this is probably the place to meet them."

"Which means we'd probably have to even be careful of alternates..."

"This place just gets better and better."

"Hopefully I'm just being overly cynical."

"It's not overly cynical if it's justified," Conan said immediately -- shades of long arguments with Ran over this very point. "But yeah. I hope so too."

Conan sighed, rubbing the side of his head. "Better safe than sorry, I suppose."

"We don't have many other options."

"Point. I'm guessing there's no way home?"

"There is -- but it seems to be like the way we get here. The people who've left haven't done it on purpose, and they don't remember this place while they're gone."

"Really? Now that is interesting. Why doesn't this place want us to remember?"

"You could try asking it, but I'm not sure how far you'll get."

"Hey, why don't you want us to remember?" Conan asked loudly, looking at the ceiling.

Nothing. He shrugged.

"Worth a shot."

Conan smirked. Yes, this version of himself was worth keeping tabs on. "For future reference, Ran and I are room 303."

"I'll keep that in mind," Conan said, looking back at his counterpart. "So, do we just claim rooms or are they assigned?"

"Ran just claimed his. No one's kicked him out yet -- and if they do show up to toss him out, then we've got a possible lead."

"And here I thought it'd never sound like a good thing to possibly get kicked out of a home," Conan said, chuckling.

"This place certainly challenges your assumptions."

"It'll definitely make things more challenging."

Conan smirked. That had been his reaction, those few days ago. "Make sure you visit with your notes," he said. "It'll be interesting to compare."

"I will. I'll have to give you my room number when I claim one too."

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