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Note: This one technically wasn't for the prompt words, but was written at the same time.

Chapter 5: SilverSkyWolf37

Shinichi didn't cry. He never had done. He didn't cry when he saw corpses, murder victims; he didn't cry when he was poisoned, left to die; he didn't cry when he had de-aged, became Conan.

Once he'd got close, he'd failed to stop a suicide, something he'd triggered, but he hadn't cried.

Shinichi couldn't recall a time when he'd shed a tear from emotion.

His parents had told him that, even as an infant, he'd always been silent, to a concerning degree.

After he'd received a permanent antidote, Shinichi felt tears drip down his cheek.

Maybe he did cry after all.

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