I think, [ he snaps, ] that we're far too similar for our own good, and I'm telling you not to go after these people because I might not be there to save you like last time!

[ Kid, in a rare show of temper, has half-risen to glare at the small detective. The anger doesn't last long, as the thief almost straightaway winces and a hand goes to his chest. He falls back on to the bed, concentrating on breathing in a way that doesn't hurt. ]

You scare me more than Hakuba, [ he mutters. ] Damn it, Kudo.