Oh, crap… He definitely broke Hakuba. Or, at least, it was a crash and required a bit of time for a reboot, to use a computer metaphor.
Kaito put his hand on Hakuba’s shoulder, him pressing the other on Hakuba’s chest. “Breathe. Sit down if you have to. It’s a big thing to wrap your head around. Not every day you hear that someone has somehow defied the aging process in such a radical way.”
Hakuba swallowed hard and tried, desperately, to steady himself with Kaito’s assistance. He shivered under Kaito’s hands, while his own wiped furiously at at the tears in his eyes. Then he laughed, and it was only very slightly hysterical.
“I.. think…” The detective said, leaning more and more toward Kaito with every passing second. “I think.. sitting down is.. a good… idea.”
Or, you know, fainting. Which is what Hakuba did next.