Princess– … Of course he was trying to butter her up. That’s what Kaito KID did. Played as a gentleman for his “audience” and his “fans”. Disgusting. Gross. Fake. Like a cliché performer who goes so over-the-top, everyone claps along sarcastically just so he’ll get off the stage.
Aoko just wanted him gone.
❝ Isn’t that more of a reason to stay? You wouldn’t want to be eaten up by the dragons! Then how will you be able to do your performances?❞
Trying to play along– Trying to delay his escape as much as she could so her father could barge through the door and catch him red-handed white-gloved. Then there’d be two victories that night. Her father would succeed in catching the infamous thief, and Aoko would finally have her father back.
Hopefully. Provided another international thief with KID’s talents flukes didn’t appear out of no where to capture his intrigue again.
Taking careful steps towards him, she prepared herself to tackle the thief if need be. Anything to keep him in this room for just a little longer–
“Those dragons have been hungry and chasing for some time now. If I didn’t go out every time they were here, there wouldn’t be any performances either way.”
The door swung open, even as he kept a careful eye on the titled ‘princess’ in the room. More of a knight than Hakuba, really, with how she handled people like him, but it fit nonetheless. And considering he was fully aware of the hate Aoko carried for his own current title… Kid knew well the concern and casual fantasy chat came more from wanting to stall him than anything.
And though he could, the thief didn’t take leave quite yet.
“If you’re so worried about my possibilities of being eaten, however, the window would make a better exit for me to out-fly them.”
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