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"Awh, are you scared, Kaito~? ♡"

He could've added "for me," since that seemed to be the astonishing case here—buried under the fraidy-cat's usual demeanor, that is—but Kokichi was just as content not calling any attention to that. There was teasing to be had, sure. The tall idiot made that far too easy, most of the time. But right when a mocking little drawl rumbled up in his throat, shaped his lips, prepped to coo at Kaito's moronic concern for him—

Some outer force Kokichi couldn't even pretend to know stayed his tongue. Fixed his jaw. Made his lips tremble between a grin and a grimace.

All too quickly, a pair of lilac eyes was hovering there right in front of him, and a bolt struck down Kokichi's spine. It made him freeze as if he was paralyzed, traces of static ribboning up and down his limbs while he just blinked. And again. Three times.

Sooo...Maybe he had a concussion, right? That's why he was a bit off his game!

His bark of laughter cut through the air loud and sharp, uncontrolled. Kokichi's legs recalled their primary function, and he took a few steps back with his palms lifted—almost like... a shield? With a shake of his head, "Hey hey hey! What gave you the idea I want to be cleaned up?" Back to lifting his chin all proud and smug: the I totally bashed my head on purpose, how dare you try to take this from me look.

How dare you pretend to care? Not like Kaito had it in him to lie, so... what in the world was he playing at?

"I think it adds to my character, don't you?" And no, he wasn't specifically avoiding touching his own head for any other reason than that! He didn't want it messed up, right? "I'm actually having a lot of fun with this. Don't be such a party pooper!"

   UGH, SERIOUSLY?! Now, of all times, Kokichi??? Do you always have to be such a PAIN IN THE ASS and make every situation more troublesome than it already was? 

   Now, especially, really wasn’t the time to be messing around. Especially when he was able to catch a whiff of COPPER from where he stood. At least affirming then, that what stained the other boy’s face was ACTUAL BLOOD.

   “N-No...” He would quickly deny in response. His voice sounding weak and pathetic, even to his own ears then. Though, then again, he could chalk that up being UNWELL these last few days... Ever since that NEW MOTIVE had been introduced... ugh. “You just... you just surprised me, ‘s all. It’s too damn dark around here, okay?”

   God, he hated this place... and meeting Kokichi here, in this state, didn’t help in the slightest. Kaito couldn’t for the life of him figure out why the FORTH FLOOR was designed the way that it was. For unlike the rest, it felt more so like a HAUNTED HOUSE ATTRACTION, than it did a hallway for ULTIMATE LABS. They had to be pulling this shit on purpose! First, this whole messed up motive with RAISING THE DEAD, and then opening up this whole creepy ass floor to them... How the hell was he suppose to help out the others, his sidekick? If he was already struggling to even step foot here?!

   And as the other’s sharp laughter unpleasantly filled the hallway that they were in, Kaito would merely frown then. Having heard it one too many times by this point, to the point that it would annoy him (And possibly the others) just like it did a commercial jingle that had overstayed its welcome. And besides that, Kokichi’s laugh... had always LACKED SOMETHING to the astronaut in training. Sure, it was MENACING (As the Ultimate Supreme Leader, obviously wanted it to be). Sure, it was meant to annoy and fill them with DREAD. But... something had always been off about it... especially when compared to the genuine, mirth-filled ones that he had gotten to hear from the others overtime. Even compared to his own, really.

   What would catch him a little more by surprise, however, was the response that would follow after. As the shorter male would lift his palms up at him. Almost a little too DEFENSIVELY-- almost as if he had expected him to strike him right there and then. It would cause Kaito to pause, as he stared back at him-- almost stunned... Before the other would simply carry on, as if none of that had just happened.

   “Character--? W-What? How???” He would cry out with a baffled raise of his own hands. Simply appearing all the more exasperated, upon hearing that. “God dammit, Kokichi! Stop screwin’ around, will ya? You can’t... just leave a head wound like that alone!” With an annoyed sigh, he would try again. Instead of gesturing for the other to follow him to the warehouse, so would he go on over until he was standing right in front of him, “... Can you walk? How’s your vision? You feelin’ light-headed?” He would ask, even though a part of him already knew that he wasn’t going to get the answers he would want from him. Instead, he would take the time to get a closer look at the guy, at that head wound, and at his eyes.