They walked toward the West House together. Samuel kept watching Kaito closely, expecting at any moment that he would break down, complain about his chest aching or how hurt he was, but none of that came. Kaito was quiet, calm, almost too calm, moving like nothing had happened at all. It unsettled Samuel more than an outburst would have.
"Why are you even following me?" Kaito finally stopped and asked, suspicion flickering in his eyes.
"I was supposed to calm you down, but unfortunately you're already calm," Samuel replied, frowning as he studied him, trying to figure out if this was normal.
"You want me to yell? You want me to scream and throw things?" Kaito asked sharply.
"Something like that… but I thought at least you would want to talk about what happened," Samuel said carefully.
