And those last two letters cleared up any confusion Kaito may have gotten at seeing the dove. Had to wonder what the other was testing exactly, though a few ideas were already starting to come to mind…
After putting the paper away, he turned to his temporary new guest and smiled as he gently gently scratched her neck.
“You wouldn’t mind sticking around for a while, would you? Have to say… I’m pretty interested in what he’s up to.” And maybe choosing to send it a different day could change something, who knew?
(<3 I’m going to make a special effort to post this as 2:12 pm my time. For reasons. ❤ And Kaito’s going: ‘I could put a name to every single one of these Kids in the Valentine’s~’ And it’s true, he’s spoken with more than all the other Kaitos. He’s easily entertained by the ideas around knowing so many other selves… V: )
“Has anyone ever tried to figure out why our worlds overlap?” Or rather, how them overlapping could be beneficial. Figure out the why, and then the how. Not that he really wanted to have that power, just that it’d be way too much fun to mess with the detectives’ heads like that. Keke~ the inspector and Jii-chan’s too. Though he’d make sure not to let Jii-chan worry too much. “I’d rather not have to deal with anymore reptiles or bugs though.”
Hmmm… there wouldn’t be any alternates of himself that were dangerous, would there be? Felt like it’d be a silly thing to ask. “…Is it ever hard to tell us apart?”
“I’ve never had too much of a problem keeping people straight, but that might be because I’m normally the one visiting people. The ones who come to me on a whim tend to make it obvious which one they are, but… well, either way, it doesn’t seem difficult for most of us. As for why we can see our other selves like this…”
“…I havethought about it before. Never really came to a definite answer, though, it was all just guessing and thinking. Some of the worlds have more differences than others, like on the ‘reptiles and bugs’, I think the former’s in all of the ones I’ve seen. The latter sometimes is sometimes isn’t.”
“Another ‘alternate’, huh?” A poker face was a lot easier to put into place when he had already experienced another. “…Or did your eyes change color again?”
“Technically they could be changed whenever, with preparation. But your first guess was right.” And this one felt clearly more at ease with seeing himself, a grin quickly coming into view. Granted, he’d learned not all if his other selves followed the same line of thought – (or could think on their own) – as himself and most of the others… but benefit of the doubt and all that.
“You get used to it eventually. At least it makes introductions easy.”
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