[Beyond pulled himself tighter in the blanket, not minding the intrusion for once into his abode.]
You did. You had intended something worse than. I forgive you for now.
[Eyes, it turned simply to Beyond blinking out from further gathering of a quilt around him, the same one that had sat on the bed that sits now in front of the window where he's not so much hiding as observing. Watching L, the way he moves, the way he's dressed, method of speaking -- they'd given him a huge second chance, taking his scars. Taking all the things he'd done to himself and yet Beyond wanted nothing more than to have them back. Something to pull himself at least that much farther and prove here that he was better and never had been anything but a distant relative to perhaps the second best detective, bested by the best criminal.]
I've changed my mind. Kind of.
[Even if was just eyes, was eyes that smiled without the action from its master, he had a hard time with smiling even if he was a lot better from the practice.]
Your protection is a byproduct of someone else I want to keep safe. Protecting you is also something I'm sure you know I've said in context; no one but me decides.
[He all at once throws the blankets off and plods over -- Two feet of personal space, that was the polite amount and Beyond left three. Even still, he was sickeningly quick and still felt the rush of the morning's hunt ended.]
This Someone you may owe a great many lives and sleepless nights to, Sir. I have these feelings, still. Curiosities.. And however, who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do or say?
[He was excitable, it had become obvious. It didn't matter, not in the sanctity of his own home where all this was hidden; just them.]
[Action]
You did. You had intended something worse than. I forgive you for now.
[Eyes, it turned simply to Beyond blinking out from further gathering of a quilt around him, the same one that had sat on the bed that sits now in front of the window where he's not so much hiding as observing. Watching L, the way he moves, the way he's dressed, method of speaking -- they'd given him a huge second chance, taking his scars. Taking all the things he'd done to himself and yet Beyond wanted nothing more than to have them back. Something to pull himself at least that much farther and prove here that he was better and never had been anything but a distant relative to perhaps the second best detective, bested by the best criminal.]
I've changed my mind. Kind of.
[Even if was just eyes, was eyes that smiled without the action from its master, he had a hard time with smiling even if he was a lot better from the practice.]
Your protection is a byproduct of someone else I want to keep safe. Protecting you is also something I'm sure you know I've said in context; no one but me decides.
[He all at once throws the blankets off and plods over -- Two feet of personal space, that was the polite amount and Beyond left three. Even still, he was sickeningly quick and still felt the rush of the morning's hunt ended.]
This Someone you may owe a great many lives and sleepless nights to, Sir. I have these feelings, still. Curiosities.. And however, who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do or say?
[He was excitable, it had become obvious. It didn't matter, not in the sanctity of his own home where all this was hidden; just them.]