'A long while' wasn't 'never', Kaito thought sourly. He looked at his feet, sorely tempted to walk away. But was that all he was going to do with his life? Run from his problems? How would he be able to stand beside Walter then and be seen as anything other than fragile?

"...I can juggle them," he said grudgingly. "Thought about learning to throw them but I don't want to ruin the knives I have."