Conan was comfortable with Ai. But he was not sure this was what his mother meant in the way of soul mate, over the past couple of days she had become to be like a sister. Ai must have felt it too, however they still referred to each other by their family names.
For Ai, Conan guessed he had become her pillar of support, the only thing she was clinging onto through the deaths of her family.
'...however,' Conan thinks as he glances to the seat next to him, the blonde girl was sound asleep, 'there are five stages of emotion after losing a loved one. At the moment, the need for survival is outweighing this...'
Wiggling in his seat he brushes a hand over his chest at his new clothes. They gotten them before the long coach journey with the money he still had on him. Conan could take out as much money as he wanted and his mother would never question it.
His mother also never question the fact that he went to the other side of the world on his own. Of course, both his mother and father was not normal and nor was he.
Conan turns towards the window, seeing a sign. They had arrived at Hakodate, here they would get a ferry across the water and go to Mutsu. After much debating Conan and Ai decided it that this would be the final stop for them on coach, though it did continue down the south coast, they wanted to switch to the train line.
'Tokyo...' Conan thinks of the place where they was head, 'Such a grand overpopulated city, it would be hard trying too child there.'
Conan felt his phone moving in his pocket, leaning into his seat to reach his pocket, he pulls it out and flips it open, gazing at the number.