He couldn’t help but tense slightly as Hakuba’s hand wrapped around his arm, no matter how gentle the action. Although that was a hint more expected, compared to the detective’s previous shock, it still made the nervousness in the thief’s chest flare up like fire, gaze sharply darting back to meet the other’s own.
“…I, ah, told you, detective. It was a delivery. Someone asked me to.”
While it was the truth, it was hardly the only reason he’d done it, but telling Hakuba what those other reasons were was simply…not something he could bring himself to do. Not now. Not while he still wasn’t sure—
Swallowing, he once more aimed a grin at the taller teen, head cocking slightly to the side. “That’s all.“
”…Oh.“
Confusion turned to disappointment, which was quickly covered by a smirk of skepticism. Hakuba removed his hand, coolly regarding the thief as he returned it to his side. Yet those honey-colored eyes betrayed that hesitant pain.
"It seems rather a lot of trouble to come just for that… I can’t imagine who would have asked you to do such a thing, but they must be important, indeed."
A helpless shrug.
"Still… thank them for me, won’t you? It was a lovely reprieve from a restless sleep.” Not that Hakuba knew how ragged he looked, tie hanging loosely about his shoulders, hair uncharacteristically unkempt.