It took a while, but he eventually changed back to human form, blood still splattered on his face and neck. He was still asleep for a bit, but he woke up and looked around, incredibly disoriented.
Several things ran through his mind at that moment. Why was Hakuba in his room? Why the hell was he naked? And, more worryingly than the rest, why was he covered in blood again? Oh, gods, did he kill someone?
“Hi, Hakuba… What… what’s going on?”
Hakuba had stopped recording before Kaito woke up, and had returned to his research. It hardly seemed dangerous in comparison, letting the thief sleep after all of that. He glanced over, blinked, and very calmly crossed one leg over the other, leaning back in the desk chair.
“It appears that you’ve been shape-shifting into a lion, which explains the reports, and your phonecall the other night.” The detective frowned as he looked Kaito over, lips pursing. “I’m sorry, I should have cleaned you up… I hope that the blood doesn’t stain the blankets too badly.”
So calm, so serene. Relieved, really.
“How are you feeling?”