He jumped when the fabric brushed against his cheek. Glare up at the detective he stopped walking and nearly punched him. “I don’t want or need your pity, Hakuba!”
It was a good thing that they were both burdened by the bags of supplies. Hakuba glared right back at Kaito, shifting the bags so that he could use both hands to wrap the scarf around Kaito’s neck. “Yes, yes, I’m well aware, you’re very independent and strong and you don’t need someone to help you or protect you or provide for you or anything of the kind, I understand."
The detective attempted to get it successfully tied before stepping back and out of Kaito’s reach, though he knew that the shorter one was easily faster than he was.
"There.” He huffed. “Do you feel better?”