“That explains the tail,” he watched the appendage sway side-to-side until he was gathered up in the thief’s lap, “o–oi! I never agreed to this.”
He shifted and wiggled, but was unable to escape his human prison KID had created around him. Dammit. “How long are you going to keep me for?”
“Dunno… B’t don’t w’rry, I’ll ret’rn ya ev’ntually~” A faint smile at that. Yep, he’s clearly stolen the little detective at the moment. And he’s not being stun-gunned for it~
…And if there’s a noise, don’t worry. The thief’s just started to quietly purr, nuzzling Conan’s hair a bit. Very much a cuddle mood.
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