It was no wonder that Kaito was hurting. The rearrangement of bones tend to do that. Slowly, before the eyes of everybody in the restaurant, the man collapsed to the floor, his arms wrapped around himself as he tried to hold himself together with his will alone. His bones shifted and rejoined.
A while later, the pain subsided. What was left was a six year old Kaito, swimming in clothes that were far too big for him, glancing about with huge confused blue eyes.
Watari added something interesting in the coffee powder, apparently.