This wasn't his Aoko, but Kaito's face heated up when he felt her hand, so intimate, folded over his anyway. He quickly looked away, reminding himself repeatedly that this was not the same person. Well, technically not the same.

"It's complicated," he murmured, trying to figure out how to tell this to a girl who looked exactly like the one he spent the last year avoiding telling. "Aoko doesn't like Kaitou Kid, and now--" He cut himself short, then turning back to -not his- Aoko, he said softly, "She should stay away."