When 1412 moved, Kaito tugged again on Aoko's arm, this time drawing her back so she was partially behind him. The position the assassin was in wasn't particularly threatening, but Kaito was beyond taking chances with him. He didn't care if Aoko was being tested or if 1412 supposedly liked her or if he was ultimately exacerbating things. He still remembered finding Aoko stumbling drearily through the hallways with her wrist broken and bruised.

And he wasn't about to let anything worse happen.