The Kuroba Kaito I know where I'm from. This place is a multidimensional nexus - it's full of alternate versions of us and the people we know. I'm... do you know someone called Kudo Shinichi? I'm his distant cousin.
[There's a sort of hesitation there that Kaito might be able to pick up on, though - if he weren't so affected by blood loss. Meanwhile, Shinichi sighs and sets to work getting rid of the jumpsuit with a pair of scissors, since Kaito's too occupied with questions to think about it, not to mention not completely with it.]
In my world, he's the Kaitou Kid. And the Kaitou Kid would never hurt anyone. And anything opposite to that seems to be the twisted exception to the rule. Which is why I'm helping you even though you look like you're dressed like a prison inmate. Idiot...
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[There's a sort of hesitation there that Kaito might be able to pick up on, though - if he weren't so affected by blood loss. Meanwhile, Shinichi sighs and sets to work getting rid of the jumpsuit with a pair of scissors, since Kaito's too occupied with questions to think about it, not to mention not completely with it.]
In my world, he's the Kaitou Kid. And the Kaitou Kid would never hurt anyone. And anything opposite to that seems to be the twisted exception to the rule. Which is why I'm helping you even though you look like you're dressed like a prison inmate. Idiot...