I think… both had said it was a good idea at some point. Though Hattori Heiji was more hoping you wouldn’t be involved and that it would be a last resort if nothing came up at the scene. The other personality actually reminded me to do it a couple times – even after we had investigated everything. I believe he was also the one to give me your phone number. I imagined he was more impatient to get rid of me than anything but… if that were the case, I don’t know how much sense it would make to direct me to another skillful detective…
“Perhaps he doesn’t think of me as ‘skillful,’” Hakuba suggested, shrugging. The expression on his face was dry and rather unamused, but after a huff, he got up from his chair and back to pacing. “I wouldn’t put it past him. But that doesn’t mean that he would do something so… dangerous, if he had something to hide. Is it a dare, perhaps? A sign of trust? Does the darker persona want our help, or–?”
The detective frowned, glancing back at Kyouko helplessly.
“My dear, I must confess that I’ve never understood Hattori Heiji under the best circumstances… and, that having been said, certainly don’t understand him any better now.”