Saguru raised a hand before Kaito could finish of his last sentence, letting out a hefty sigh and deciding to set something straight. Go figure. He was never one to brag about how his fame had attracted the wrong type of media; Saguru was more inclined to bask in the spotlight, but Kaito…
Geez. Did he have to be spoonfed?
“I’ll pass on the warning. I’ve had my fair share of shooters after my own head too, and I’d rather not have my capabilities in organized crime being sized up by a phantom thief. ”
Not something he wanted to hear, and he bristled slightly at the idea of anybody targeting his detective, but the point had been made. Experience was experience was experience, regardless. As much as he wanted to, he wasn’t going to push it.
“Okay, fine. But it’s there if you need it.” The feeling of wanting to say something he couldn’t wasn’t the most unfamiliar in the world, but he had to pause for a moment to collect them back. “Not like you’d take a criminal’s advice, anyways.”