Day 54: Breakfast

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For once, HK was working very hard to hide a giddy facial expression as he met his nurse at the door. He'd already hidden his scalpels in his clothing. The wonderful, sharp implements of doom would be needed today. “Statement: Despite my reticence towards all processed meat and plant products, I am experiencing intolerable levels of hunger,” he

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The second note was selfish, Kaito knew, but he'd be better off for it in the long run if he was ever released like Yukari had been. If he was gone and Kid was here, they couldn't be the same. If he returned, with his memories gone or not, he would have a strong alibi.

Of course, he hoped it wouldn't come to that. If he got out of here, he wanted it to be because he'd escaped, not because he'd gotten brainwashed into getting 'better' again.

"Thanks," he said softly. It was depressing to think about what might happen, and a moment later he smiled brightly as his poker face slid firmly into its familiar place. "I hope you won't have to do anything with them ever, but especially not any time soon. Hattori needs a lot of looking after, you know! I can't just leave him to mope on his own."

He glanced off to the side, hoping that maybe he could spot the detective in the cafeteria, but it didn't look like he was here yet. Kaito returned his attention to Okita and bowed. "Thank you again, Okita-san," he said, straightening. "I guess I should let you get back to your breakfast."

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He'd spent a lifetime watching people to read them, and when he heard the softness in Kaito's voice coupled with the reappearance of his bright, happy smile, Okita knew. He was more shaken than Okita had realized. Something about this place, about having a friend return with no knowledge of him, had shaken Kaito, the ever-joking thief. It was enough of a worry that he would do something like this and bring it to Okita's attention.

Maybe it was because Kaito knew that Okita would play along with the poker face as he was already doing. The smile that lit up the boy's face was mirrored on the swordsman's own, coupled with easy laughter at Heiji's expense. "You certainly have your hands full then! He's been so dreary lately. No fun at all. You boys should probably knock some sense into him."

The laughter floated away and Okita stood, bowing when Kaito did. The notes were hidden away on his person and he hoped beyond reason that they would stay that way. "Thank you, Kaito-kun, for trusting me. Now go eat. Growing boys need food. You don't want to end up like my friend, shorter than anyone here and a full adult."

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"I'll do my best," Kaito said.

He wave Okita a brief, casual wave goodbye, and then turned, heading back towards the tray he'd abandoned previously.

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