There was no stopping his anger now. It was build faster than he could control it. He reached for the other and threw his hands down and paced away then stormed back. Small little intelligible noise kept coming from his throat. He took a deep breath and tried to center his anger in an attempt to calm down enough to speak.
“What do you think you are doing? You! That monocle is! I! DAMNIT!” he shouted and tore his hands into his hair.
Biting his lip, Hakuba pulled the monocle to his chest almost protectively, eyes wide as Kaito yelled at him. At least his blush was nearly gone, color draining from his face in confusion and fear. “I… I’m trying to help you, Kuroba-kun! Trying to protect you!"
There were few things that set Hakuba on the defensive than being yelled at with included hand gestures. He frowned, quickly reaching for the lockbox to slip it back inside with a snap of the lid, moving after to get to his feet.