Even he’s not sure he knows twelve other selves that are active right now… Maybe seven or eight… …Actually, bump it to ten, that’s probably not too much of a stretch… Sure he’s spoken with more than that, but… …Wait, that one was another. …Maybe he should give a list.

[I’m going to bed now, though, so… Guess the M!A will take effect whenever the next Kaito pops into the inbox. Gotta say, it’d be funny if nothing happened for a while, then I reblog some meme and he gets stuck with the M!A then V: ]

Kaito woke up to a pretty familiar beeping, reaching a hand out to silence the alarm out of long developed habit. Took him a few moments to realise, though when he did, he sat up all too quickly to look around his – yes his – room, a slow, relieved grin making a way across his face before he stretched.

May have only been a week, but it had felt like so much longer, cut off from most people he knew. And he was more than happy to be back in his own body again.