[Kim nods. He pulls his satchel closer and from it, he produces a small device. It's hard to tell what it is, but it's tube-like, and small enough to fit in a pocket.]
I'm no great detective. I'm a regular, everyday police detective.
[It's said with a firmness that suggests he takes a sort of pride in being normal. But it looks like those words warmed him, despite what he's saying.]
And look how far you've come as a so-called "regular, everyday police detective". Look at how much you've helped others.
[He smiles, lightly.]
You're extraordinary just for making it through these circumstances with your head squarely on your shoulders in the first place, my dear fellow. I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.
[sholmes clutches his chest and dies on the spot, i have to retcon trial, i'm sorry]
[But he's just. Blinking? And...sort of letting out a light bark of a laugh, his cheeks tinged pink.]
Ah. To gain the approval of the great Kim Kitsuragi is truly worth all the effort! [He beams.] I should be saying that it is a privilege to work with you, my good sir.
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[He also looks at the missing left arm, that stump. His left metal hand clicks and whirrs.]
Is that what...you're referring to?
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The "guidance system" for a Dust Bomb.
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[...Somehow, even that little tube-like thing is...horrifying. Just from everything that went into it.]
Do we know where the bomb is?
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[His eyes narrow.]
Supposedly, the dead have one... Perhaps they're the ones who ought to have this.
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I heard that as well. I suppose we can give it to a Watcher who can deliver it in the right hands.
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How was he, by the way? [Since Sholmes just said he spoke to him.]
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[...]
He said your arm got torn by one of the "windows".
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Yes. [He holds the stump in front of himself.] The other half was left on the other side. In another world.
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[At least he died right after losing his own hand, so that sort of outweighed everything, but...]
It...it must have been terrifying.
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[Well, it's honesty week. He can't really downplay it.]
It's going to be hard to take notes tomorrow. Or... do a lot of things. God.
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[A hand to the shoulder.]
No one would think of abandoning a great detective like you.
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I'm no great detective. I'm a regular, everyday police detective.
[It's said with a firmness that suggests he takes a sort of pride in being normal. But it looks like those words warmed him, despite what he's saying.]
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[He smiles, lightly.]
You're extraordinary just for making it through these circumstances with your head squarely on your shoulders in the first place, my dear fellow. I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.
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[He literally would not be able to say it if not, after all...]
As a rule, I don't believe in "great detectives." However...
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[But he's just. Blinking? And...sort of letting out a light bark of a laugh, his cheeks tinged pink.]
Ah. To gain the approval of the great Kim Kitsuragi is truly worth all the effort! [He beams.] I should be saying that it is a privilege to work with you, my good sir.