[L, likewise, doesn't want to dwell on explaining a name that he chose, in part, because it would be difficult for most people to remember. The other reasons can be discussed at a later time, if Light stays, and L realizes, considering this so freshly after Shoyo's departure, that Light must stay.
If he had a pair of handcuffs on him, it's likely that he'd snap them shut in an impulsive and desperate move to keep this vision of a future he didn't live to see from vanishing back into the sea. Even if he doesn't, he acts and speaks with an undercurrent of urgency, informed by all faces he's seen come and go over the last year. It's not unlike the urgency of the Kira case, the knowledge that anyone could drop dead at any second, and the heart that stopped in their world pounds in L's chest.]
How long have you been here?
[Has it been more than a day, no, more than an hour? A possessive sort of fury simmers behind his eyes, imagining others that Light may have encountered, charmed, formed alliances with. Does someone who makes friends and finds lovers so easily feel the same sense of urgency L does? Could Light have built a relationship like L and Shoyo's in a fraction of the time, and feel less pain to lose it?
I don't think he feels the pain of loss. Not where people are concerned, anyway.
It doesn't occur to L that Light might have grieved him in any manner, intensifying his desire to make him feel pain in some other way. The headache of his name can be the very first, he thinks with petty satisfaction.]
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If he had a pair of handcuffs on him, it's likely that he'd snap them shut in an impulsive and desperate move to keep this vision of a future he didn't live to see from vanishing back into the sea. Even if he doesn't, he acts and speaks with an undercurrent of urgency, informed by all faces he's seen come and go over the last year. It's not unlike the urgency of the Kira case, the knowledge that anyone could drop dead at any second, and the heart that stopped in their world pounds in L's chest.]
How long have you been here?
[Has it been more than a day, no, more than an hour? A possessive sort of fury simmers behind his eyes, imagining others that Light may have encountered, charmed, formed alliances with. Does someone who makes friends and finds lovers so easily feel the same sense of urgency L does? Could Light have built a relationship like L and Shoyo's in a fraction of the time, and feel less pain to lose it?
I don't think he feels the pain of loss. Not where people are concerned, anyway.
It doesn't occur to L that Light might have grieved him in any manner, intensifying his desire to make him feel pain in some other way. The headache of his name can be the very first, he thinks with petty satisfaction.]
When did you arrive?