Now, while Shinichi had no idea what happened during the last heist, he knew that something had changed. The most noticeable thing was the way Kaito always had this weird, knowing smile when he was talking to him – and it wasn't the "I know what you had for breakfast" kind of knowing, it was the "I've known you all your life" kind, and it creeped Shinichi out. But that wasn't his biggest problem.

He should've known, he should've expected that one day Kid would ask questions. There was no way that the thief would be satisfied with simply a name when he took a pocket sized human in his house. He would want to know things like what happened to him, where was he before, and so on. Kid probably wanted to wait until he told him everything by himself, but lost his patience. Shinichi couldn't blame him. He had to wait for two weeks already.

Two weeks during which Shinichi couldn't find neither evidence about Kuroba Kaito being Kid, nor a way to contact at least the professor. He couldn't climb on the furniture by himself, due to his size and hand injury, and Kid never put him near the phone. Asking would've been too suspicious. Thus he spent these days with being frustrated with himself and trying to keep up with the thief. He almost got used to the latter, and completely forgot that he had some explaining to do.

Kid, however, didn't forget, and choose probably the worst moment to ask: they were in the bathtub, bubbles bigger than Arthur himself flying everywhere, while Shinichi was sitting on a rubber duck. He was mortified by how much he didn't mind it.

"Okay, I'll ask again. What are you?" This was actually his third attempt, since after asking him twice Shinichi still refused to give an answer. He sometimes averted his eyes, sometimes just gulped nervously, and mostly stayed quiet. And despite all that, when he occasionally looked back at Kaito, he saw no anger, not even impatience on his face, just that annoyingly knowing smile, that wasn't quite a smirk, yet he felt like he was mocked.

"I'm a human." Shinichi said after long moments of silence. That much was true at least.

"Then why are you so small?" Kaito asked with an amused huff, as his smile grew wider.

"Because…" He averted his eyes again. What should he say? That he drank some poison and it shrunk him? (Not to mention that it was supposed to be the antidote to a different poison.) In the end, he went just with that, just to see the look on the thief's face. "I drank something and it made me this small."

"Uh huh." To his surprise, Kid didn't look disbelieving, more like thoughtful, as he scratched his head before he asked: "Like a potion?"

Shinichi blinked. Potion…? Well, you could put it that way, but the thought just reminded him of some RPG game. "Sure, like a potion." he said, shrugging. He could play along, if Kid wanted to imagine him as some video game hero. "A witch made me a potion, and-"

"Say no more!" Kid exclaimed, hands slamming down on the water, making Shinichi almost fly away with his rubber duck. Even when the waves finally died down, his excitement didn't fade, and he looked at him with sparkles in his eyes. "You want to get your original form back, right?" If Shinichi ever wondered how golden retrievers looked as humans, he got his answer right then.

"Uh… yes?"

"Then I know just the right person for you!" Yup, definitely a golden retriever.

"You do?" Shinichi asked. His eyes were probably impossibly wide now, as he stared at the thief with disbelief.

"Sure I do! You said a witch made that potion for you, right? Then we only need another witch!"

"Ah, I see…" He expected a laugh, the thief telling him that it was a joke, but even with the childlike excitement on his face he didn't seem to be joking. Oh boy… He thought that Kid was a clever person, but maybe he was just plain insane after all…

"Tomorrow we'll go to her, okay?"

"Y-yeah…" He wasn't sure he wanted to find out who Kid's witch was.