Kaito cringed at the memory of those ugly scars. Perhaps they were stronger than their stature suggested, but it still made him very uneasy.

"Then the one who is with Absinthe now is the future you?" Kaito's eyes were fixed on younger Conan. He was getting the hang of this doppelganger thing. "The one who said he is probably the closest to Absinthe..." The idea that two psychos confronting each other was enough to make him shiver, especially the image of two Shinichi's doing that.

"I thought he sent him because he knew I was more comfortable with him than him." Realizing how vague that sounded, Kaito tried again, "As in, I wasn't as comfortable around another self claimed psychopath. Although I'm glad to know he can escape if he has to."