[He listens to him talk without interruption, rubbing the detective's hand with his thumb. He could feel their genuine partnership in his words alone. His chest tightens at the very thought of forgetting his own best friend. Two years without Asougi, believing Asougi had been dead and to suddenly have him show up and forget him, that was pretty rough as it is. He can only imagine how much worse it feels for Holmes who hasn't seen Mikotoba for even longer.
The silence holds for a moment before Naruhodou speaks up, but then stops. He could offer him his memories of Mikotoba, but then he remembers where they were and thought of something else.] I. . .have an idea. Are you well enough to walk with me?
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The silence holds for a moment before Naruhodou speaks up, but then stops. He could offer him his memories of Mikotoba, but then he remembers where they were and thought of something else.] I. . .have an idea. Are you well enough to walk with me?