[Mikami bristled at the further verbal assault. While Light's tone remained even and controlled, the words alone were incendiary enough to spur a reaction from him. He pressed the heels of his hands against the steering wheel, looking with a hard expression into the white before speaking.]

As I previously stated, if society is truly to transform through law, then harsher sentences should be incentive enough for improvement. Isn't the purpose of law order? It's not accomplishing its job through minor sentences for serial criminals who are sure to become repeat offenders as soon as they're released. Attempts at reformation are typically fruitless. There's a strong case to be made for the fact that someone like that shouldn't be allowed to continue to exist. Prosecutors inflict weaker punishments to ensure success out of vanity for their records.

[Mikami spoke with impressive fervor now, but it didn't make what he was saying any less extreme at its core, in spite of his handle over prose. He focused on the reiteration of his point rather than the question Light had asked regarding keeping silent. But his next words were harder to ignore. The visibility was growing undeniably poor, and the windshield wipers were obviously struggling under the weight of the snow they pushed back. He responded, voice hard now.]

There's nowhere to pull over right now.