Conan's not entirely sure he wants a part in this. He knows he wants off the island, but he doesn't know these people, or how organised they are. What are they like? Where are their alliances? Do they have any hope of success at all? So he's made a decision to watch, for now.
Of course, being the trouble-magnet that he is, he can't help but notice those who skulk at the sidelines, or whose body language is less than excited to be off the island.
...Or those who seem to be actively sabotaging the efforts of the kidnappees. It's only logical, once you think it through, considering the Rulers must know what's happening at the docks. If they're somehow prevented from exiting the castle, minions would make the most sense as a preventative measure.
So quite loudly and innocently (not deliberately loud at all, why would you ever think that), comes Conan's voice from the other side of the pile to Hibari, as a man is gathering up a complicated-looking piece of woodwork into his arms.
"Wow, niisan, that looks heavy! Can I help? Are you going towards the houses with that? Aren't you supposed to be going to the docks?"
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Of course, being the trouble-magnet that he is, he can't help but notice those who skulk at the sidelines, or whose body language is less than excited to be off the island.
...Or those who seem to be actively sabotaging the efforts of the kidnappees. It's only logical, once you think it through, considering the Rulers must know what's happening at the docks. If they're somehow prevented from exiting the castle, minions would make the most sense as a preventative measure.
So quite loudly and innocently (not deliberately loud at all, why would you ever think that), comes Conan's voice from the other side of the pile to Hibari, as a man is gathering up a complicated-looking piece of woodwork into his arms.
"Wow, niisan, that looks heavy! Can I help? Are you going towards the houses with that? Aren't you supposed to be going to the docks?"