[Ayumi knows the specific brand of mental anguish playing across Ai's face all too well. Ever since the Detective Boys' ages hit the double digits (which happened to coincide with when they all got trapped literally at the ends of the Earth in an Antarctic base with the startlingly low number of remaining living humans on the planet, which somewhat added to that existential crisis), it'd become a familiar type of brooding for Ai at their birthday parties.
Not that Ayumi could blame her, given what little they'd all learned about Ai and Conan's... situation. Which is why the smile she gives Ai is so gentle.] You and Conan and even Sera and Adler [Beg pardon?] are all my friends. That doesn't change just because I'm from the future.
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Not that Ayumi could blame her, given what little they'd all learned about Ai and Conan's... situation. Which is why the smile she gives Ai is so gentle.] You and Conan and even Sera and Adler [Beg pardon?] are all my friends. That doesn't change just because I'm from the future.