[Kano stays still, very still, for if he moved it'd betray the truth, that she touched a wound he painted over with a lie. Though she called him Shuuya, he must not move. Even if his heart aches at that name, he can't drop his cover.]

... I'm not disappearing. That's ridiculous. [Notice me. Listen to me. I'm scared. Even if he made up his mind and opened his mouth, that dirty taint will always be there to tarnish those words.

Shuuya wasn't here anymore. That little boy he used to be drowned a long time ago when the liar stepped to the stage at the funeral's end. The person she was looking to save no longer existed and that reigning liar wanted nothing to do with being found. In the end, even if she offered it--]

If I did something like that, it'd be terrible. So, so, don't fret about that idea. Disappearing isn't my act, anyway.

[The closet walls are pressing in. It's too tight in here, with no room to move away or hide. He's keenly aware of the unpleasant tingle on the skin beneath Kido's hand, how strong her gaze is even in the dark.] ... if I have any trouble, I'll come to you guys, no problem.