Hmm… as excited as the excited as the other had been for the day, it was a little strange seeing him act shy… On seeing the box, he’d just been assuming the other had gotten cards, knowing that Kaito was a magician, but maybe not?
The brunet took the box from Sugaru, looking to make sure that, yes, he should check them before slipping it open, sliding a few out and…
Oh.
…Oh…
Kaito’s breath caught, and more cards fell out onto his hand. Then he set the box aside and slowly flipped through them, trying not to get choked up. They all had different pictures of his father, from various shows, both during and after performances, each with a very, very familiar signature… They must have been made by a fan, since he would have known about something like this before, and even famous magicians didn’t have too much merchandise made for them. And even then, not as nice as this…

He fanned the cards out once he’d seen them all, lightly rubbing his thumb across one of the penned names his father had left behind. And then they were closed and vanished with a snap, tucked away into a pocket. Shouldn’t focus on them too much right now… It… probably wouldn’t help to start crying now if he thought about it…
Kaito looked at Sugaru, eyes and smile soft and full of gratitude as he stepped forward to hug the other, tightly.
“…Thank you, Sugaru.”