"Maybe he did- and no. I had a friend come up to talk after the match but I didn't get to see his face because our masks were still on." Hershel answered. "Though maybe he was a sibling... it's so strange to think of things like that, isn't it? You or I could be only children or have more siblings than we know what to do with." Heiji would probably be way better at getting kids to listen though, he somehow got a certain kid detective who will not be named to occasionally.

Hershel looked relieved to hear that, more the Clive doing fine than his continued hateboner. "I'm glad he's okay right now, he must be running out of food soon though. I wonder if Calhoun would be willing to give him some if things got bad." He did not sound hopeful at all about that, shockingly.

Oh, whispering time, Hershel nodded, giving Heiji a concerned look. "Of course, I have thirty left if you need it, did you not do well with coins?"