"You wanted to see me?"
"Let's take a walk"
He stuck his hands in his pockets and followed the old man, all the while looking around for anything that stood out. They weren't close enough to take a walk together. Sometimes even breathing the same air seemed like a chore. After living with him for so long, Conan knew when something was up with his father. The nanny had suddenly disappeared and the next day they'd moved from the mansion. That in itself was a risk, especially when they had a powerful prisoner who could escape and kill them any moment. The only reason he could come up with, was that his father had decided to move up his schedule. What he couldn't understand was why they were taking a walk, acting like they were actually close when they'd never even ate at the same table.
