Kid didn't know where he was. Instinct and panic had caused him to bolt blindly out of the house -study?-, but the door he entered did not lead back to the streets like the one he walked in. All it lead to were corridors upon dark corridors, and as he ran, his confusion escalated proportionally to his newly amounted fear. The edge of his demanding thirst was dulled, but it it was still there, he knew it was still there, like a malignant parasite laying hidden to await for the chance to strike.

He came to a darkened room, and without thinking, he scrambled inside. Hiding in the dark was a thief's best ability and he needed that comfort zone.

That was how the chibi found him, sitting in a darkened corner in an empty room... of some sort. Kid nearly jumped out of his skin when Conan poked his head in. Did he shrink back? "I'm sorry." It hadn't even sinked in that the other had called him by name.