+1 Small Detective

[spoilsfun]

Conan was starting to get a headache.

Upon arriving here, he'd immediately watched the PSA and gathered up as many different kinds of brochures he could locate. He'd spent a few minutes in the plaza, spreading them out on the ground as he checked them against each other and scribbled down observations in his notebook. It still wasn't nearly enough information. He wasn't going to believe he had actually stumbled into a multiverse without more evidence than this.

That left one option.  For the rest of the afternoon Conan lingers around the plaza, ambushing anyone in the area with a carefully cheerful interrogation.

" Hello!  Could you help me?"

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[auspex_caelo]

Well! Stratos raises his eyebrows and makes a mental note: this child is not one to just take his elders' word for things. Perhaps not the worst trait to have, but it might make this more difficult.

"I am absolutely serious," he says gravely, looking the boy in the eye. Patient, but firm. They must be clear about this. "What is your name, young man?"

[spoilsfun]

"Conan Edogawa. Who are you?"

He was extremely skeptical about all of this. Any explanation that included magic tended to either be a lie told with good intentions, or the first step of a hoax created to conceal the real truth.

He had experienced both many, many times.