[His hands grip at his ankles as his chin tucks behind his knees. Bare toes on the edge of his seat show impressive if absent dexterity, drumming almost as deftly as fingers would on piano keys.]
There's no need for thanks over something like this between friends, but if these are the kind of dangerous fever thoughts you have, saying that what is coming has been approved for human consumption might make you feel better than any kind sentiment that I might offer. [There's a pause as he tilts his head, talking as if to himself.] Or maybe Light-kun has always been such a cold person and can't hide it as well when like this.
[A distant chime marks the elevator's approach, but L's unblinking eyes remain trained on Light. With how little he seems to mind openly staring at people, it's a wonder he bothered with hidden cameras rather than just planting himself physically in Light's room. But there were other suspects then, and there is but one L.]
Will either of us remember what the Japanese FDA is called tomorrow?
There's no need for thanks over something like this between friends, but if these are the kind of dangerous fever thoughts you have, saying that what is coming has been approved for human consumption might make you feel better than any kind sentiment that I might offer. [There's a pause as he tilts his head, talking as if to himself.] Or maybe Light-kun has always been such a cold person and can't hide it as well when like this.
[A distant chime marks the elevator's approach, but L's unblinking eyes remain trained on Light. With how little he seems to mind openly staring at people, it's a wonder he bothered with hidden cameras rather than just planting himself physically in Light's room. But there were other suspects then, and there is but one L.]