Poker face. Conan hesitates in the doorway. He's worried about Kuroba -- but he also knows that his friend is going to resent that worry. He's briefly homesick for Kuroba how he used to be, before the change happened that has wrought such difference in his friend. Oh, and being seven sucks too.

"Picked a good night for it," is all he says, approaching Kaito. "With everyone who is awake dealing with the ghost situation, you've got the place to yourself pretty much."