Perhaps, in such a large house, she should have expected to hear a voice. Especially a familiar one that would instantly berate her– Okay, scratch that. This is a strange island with cute goats everywhere, she’s completely out of her depth.
Whirling around to the sound of a childish whine– (She’s being mean about it, of course), her eyes settle on probably the only person she’d like to be with her in some foreign place. Even if he really didn’t seem to like her half the time, her eyes still showed a minor form of relief.
❝ … Eh? It’s not like I asked to be here, Bakaito! I woke up and some goats lead me here! ❞
Hands on her hips, a pout on her lips. Trust Kaito to not even say “hello” like a normal person. He could at least act like he wanted her around!
❝ Well… Too bad! You’ll just have to put up with Aoko being here! At least Aoko will know you’re actually looking after yourself! ❞
“Of course they did, that’s what they do.”
Still, he had to admit that it was a relief to have Aoko here. After the island had been destroyed - thanks to the world’s worst siblings, no less - and Kaito had been left alone, he’d been slacking off on his social interactions. It had been easier to sit around and mope (his best friend was gone, his boyfriend was gone, and there really wasn’t much to the island worth doing alone), but now Aoko was here.
She was in danger just by existing, sure, but maybe having somebody to protect wasn’t so bad, either.
“Anyways, did you think I’d depend on you forever? Geez, I can take care of myself, you know. I’m not twelve.”
Again, he wasn’t exactly telling the truth; how many times had he died before the island was destroyed? Too many to count. There had also been times where he had locked himself in the kaitou hideout after the island was rebuilt and had done nothing but reminisce.
(….and now that Aoko was here, he couldn’t even do that.)
“Anyways, do you think you can get by here? You’re going to get yourself hurt, and I’m not going to be the one to patch up your wounds.”
