Hakuba looked between the two other teens, brows knit in concern while his lips managed to stay a thin, straight line instead of an out-and-out frown. They had him nervous, yes, and losing his lunch was not an impossible scenario in that instance, but that was why he'd done well to avoid eating too much earlier on in the day. Despite this, his stomach clenched uncomfortably, and he had to remind himself to breathe.
When Kaito turned his attention away from himself and to the phone, the blond felt an enormous amount of relief, which quickly turned to a different sort of anxiety. Somehow, perhaps impossibly, Hattori seemed to pose less of a threat than Kuroba, even though he was more familiar with the latter, and the aggression of the former was more likely to set off a trigger. But at least the Osakan seemed jovial enough. It might only be a ruse, but trapped in the Kudo home, Hakuba didn't really have many options.
So, skirting away from Kaito, he nodded to Heiji and looked for a place to sit in the living room, as suggested. "You may be right, Hattori-kun..." he said, taking the seat on the opposite side of the couch from Heiji, as far away as he could physically get, then forced an uneasy smile. "Board games have a way of... clearing the air, at the very least, hm?" He'd spent too many evenings with extended family playing monopoly to even pretend that it would bring about a magical harmony, but at least it was something.
"And, ah, who all is on the roster?" IE, did Hakuba have any allies on which to count on besides the hostess herself?
"The truth will always come to light; why did you do it?"