[And yet it was Light, who was the textbook definition of health, that was sniffing and sneezing like some child. He didn't wish Ryuuzaki sick by any means, but there was a bit of universal injustice, if one was inclined to see the world as a fair place. Even as someone who wanted to go into the police force to help balance out the imbalance, he knew it wasn't.

He watches the phone call, the way the phone is held as if it were swimming with germs despite having only a single user.]

I'll hardly be consenting to something I don't know the terms of. [It's said matter-of-factly as he reaches for another tissue, a tissue soon discarded in the trash. His own focus is on the screen, but the constant stopping was annoying, even to him.] I'll remain at a distance to do my best to keep the rest of the office in good health.

[It was the best he could offer thanks to the long chain that connected their wrists. He couldn't request to have it removed, not if he ever wanted trust.]