Fox found the infirmary by way of his first exploration of the Mansion since finding Hattori... and was surprised to find a Conan whose scent didn't scream out 'Kudo Shinichi'.
He was far less impressed by the injuries, huffing out a disappointed fox-snort.
Conan looked over at the sound, senses still on a rather high alert after his day.
His eyes widened in surprise as he saw the fox, staring for a few moments before he reminded himself he was in the Mansion again after a rather long time. He would adjust to the weird again, and starting now was a good a time as any. "Hello?"
Conan studies the fox for a moment. Well, considering how the Mansion was, chance were this fox was sentient. "Well, not a Digimon then," he commented.
"I'm Edogawa Conan. I'm treating my injuries," he said and paused, thinking what would cover that question look. "A guy was shooting at me. He...hijacked the blimp we were on."
And unlike Shinichi, he was more than willing to just be straight forward about that. Or at least not go immediately into how scared he was, and 'oh god, I am a little kid and I can't believe I was there' or anything of the like unless he had a specific reason.
Fox gives a huff-whine at Conan with narrowed eyes in a particular way that shouldn't be too hard to decipher as a 'Be more careful'.
He remembers that incident - he'd heard about it from his employers as well as on the news. After all, it could have been problematic, had the plan succeeded. Luckily for all sides involved, however, it hadn't.
Apparently, though, that did answer his question, since Fox has chosen to curl up next to Conan's leg. Staring at him - or rather, his injuries - and waiting for him to continue treating himself.
Conan knew that look. "Hey, for a seven year old against a team of mercenaries, I did pretty well..." He said, looking almost embarrassed. Really, it was unreal, and Kid only provided a little help, really.
He looked at the fox and then turned to continue the treatment. "Who are you?"
Fox's tail twitches. Conan has a point. But still...
He rolls those very green eyes up at the seven year old, more in response to the previous statement than as an answer. Foxes, after all, can't speak, right?
So he just continues as though he's not heard the question.
"For white, I'd think Kid, but considering Kid is the one who left me to deal with the mercenaries more or less on my own, he wouldn't get that scolding look. Hattori-niichan has pretty green eyes, and he might give me that look. Is that who you are?"
"..." Conan finishes up the bandages, before turning his full attention on the fox. "Not Hattori-niichan, not Kid. But you're someone who worries about me, but, obviously, knows me well enough to not have a freak out about a seven year old doing what I do. So you're used to me. And you clearly like to play around..."
He was far less impressed by the injuries, huffing out a disappointed fox-snort.
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His eyes widened in surprise as he saw the fox, staring for a few moments before he reminded himself he was in the Mansion again after a rather long time. He would adjust to the weird again, and starting now was a good a time as any. "Hello?"
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Hopefully, it's going to get across the message of 'What happened to you?'... somehow.
Meanwhile, he is very soft and fluffy, if a seven year old wanted to pet.
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"I'm Edogawa Conan. I'm treating my injuries," he said and paused, thinking what would cover that question look. "A guy was shooting at me. He...hijacked the blimp we were on."
And unlike Shinichi, he was more than willing to just be straight forward about that. Or at least not go immediately into how scared he was, and 'oh god, I am a little kid and I can't believe I was there' or anything of the like unless he had a specific reason.
"That get your question?"
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He remembers that incident - he'd heard about it from his employers as well as on the news. After all, it could have been problematic, had the plan succeeded. Luckily for all sides involved, however, it hadn't.
Apparently, though, that did answer his question, since Fox has chosen to curl up next to Conan's leg. Staring at him - or rather, his injuries - and waiting for him to continue treating himself.
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He looked at the fox and then turned to continue the treatment. "Who are you?"
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He rolls those very green eyes up at the seven year old, more in response to the previous statement than as an answer. Foxes, after all, can't speak, right?
So he just continues as though he's not heard the question.
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"For white, I'd think Kid, but considering Kid is the one who left me to deal with the mercenaries more or less on my own, he wouldn't get that scolding look. Hattori-niichan has pretty green eyes, and he might give me that look. Is that who you are?"
Still wrapping his wounds as he deduces!
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He probably shouldn't be as amused as he is, but then again he is a trickster spirit.
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"Do I even get a hint? Not like the worried look gives much."
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It's far too much fun seeing how many people he can be mistaken for. Next guess? Ears twitch in anticipation...!
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Which only causes more accidental 'snickering'.
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Evidently not.
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Then he paused. "Unless this is a gender thing. In which case, how am I suppose to tell what gender you are, you're a fox."
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