“I have no idea why she started poking around my things. She probably wanted to play detective, because I’d just given her some soup and she was telling me about a recent case of hers’ she was working on. I said nothing that would raise suspicions. She excused herself to go to the bathroom and I went immediately to check on my things. It’s unwise to allow someone of her curiosity and lack of prudence to wander about if they could stumble across something they shouldn’t have.”
He crept up behind Hakuba. “There are two people suspicious of me and they have their own reasons for being so. My younger sister, because my facial proportions are the same, even in disguise, and Ran-san. I think she recognizes my mannerisms unconsciously and she tagged me as a threat when we initially met.”
Quickly, he positioned himself so he could bite Hakuba’s neck and struck out, hoping to pin Hakuba with his arms and prevent him from squirming too much.
The story of the rifle’s discovery resulted in a very sour look from Hakuba; one of sympathy and disdain. He had known several who were nosy as such, and there was really very little that you could do to deter someone that determined. Kaitou KID himself came to mind, so he didn’t comment, just offered the expression.
“A threat?” Hakuba then said regarding the next segue, brow raising. “You’re a sneaky bastard all right, but I’d chalk that up to your training and sense of self-preservation, not that you’re an actual danger… though I suppose that they don’t know all of tha- AaaCK!”
Ah, the strangled sound of a young detective’s incessant ramblings being cut short by the attack of a hungry vampire. Poor, unsuspecting Hakuba! Pinned and struggling to sort out what the bloody hell just happened, all while desperately attempting to keep his cup of tea from spilling. Truly, he was at his sensei’s mercy.