It's often mentioned by old hands at this dressing room thing that you'll never see anyone clearing or setting the dining room table, cleaning up in the kitchen, taking care of the basic maintenance. Fact
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Conan's presence in the kitchen at this time of night actually isn't that unusual -- and neither is his clothing, despite the fact that he's fully dressed at well after midnight. Even here in this magical pocket dimension, where they're all (relatively) safe and have the option of sleeping soundly through the night, he rarely does
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"Conan-kun." Ran's greeting is brisk, she waits until she has finished the section of floor she is currently working on before she pauses, sitting back on her heels to talk to him -- and to size him up. The difference in years, in clothes is something of a reassurance. "It is late for you to be waking. Could you not sleep?"
He shakes his head and steps inside, letting the door swing shut behind him. "I'm usually up this late." He paused, taking in her mode of dress and speaking, then set them aside in his mind for the moment. "Are you okay?"
"That is not well, not for a growing child," Ran said, wringing out her cloth and placing it aside. "But if you are not sleepy, perhaps you will eat something?"
Conan is yawning by the time he enters the kitchen. Sleep had been difficult the past few days. Namely because bruises were still healing and it was uncomfortable to sleep.
However, when he enters the kitchen, he stares at the Ran working. He blinked, and rubbed at his eyes sleepily. "Yukata..." He murmured. Then his eyes widened. "Ran-neesan?!"
That tone gets Ran to pause mid-section of floor. "Conan-kun." It was always hard to tell who you were talking to in the mansion. Was his exclamation surprise or recognition? "You look tired. Is all well?"
"You...you're back!" Conan said. "When it took so long, I thought...usually it's hours, but..." He trailed off and shook his head. "I was the one living with you and the other Conan-kun."
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However, when he enters the kitchen, he stares at the Ran working. He blinked, and rubbed at his eyes sleepily. "Yukata..." He murmured. Then his eyes widened. "Ran-neesan?!"
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