[ Light rolls his eyes after L's first comment, watching him head off to answer the door. Why would he bother hiding his intent? Why would he bother hiding what's already obvious? Light wants to know who his enemies are so he can be cautious around them.
And then, of course, L returns with something to eat. Always eating. Always...getting crumbs all over everything. Light gets up off the couch in disgust when L resettles, picking up a few books from the coffee table and putting them up on a shelf -- things on souls and resonance and the history of this world. Things he picked up to give himself a better understanding of their surroundings. ]
I already told you I wasn't going to kill you. By that point, I'd regained my sanity. And as nice as it would have been, I don't believe Bakura would have killed you either -- which was why I was more than content to leave you where you were.
[ He doesn't acknowledge the second part -- opting not to bring it up, opting to pretend it never happened or perhaps that he forgot. Because any time the memory of the kiss enters his mind, Light feels the intense urge to throw up. ]
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And then, of course, L returns with something to eat. Always eating. Always...getting crumbs all over everything. Light gets up off the couch in disgust when L resettles, picking up a few books from the coffee table and putting them up on a shelf -- things on souls and resonance and the history of this world. Things he picked up to give himself a better understanding of their surroundings. ]
I already told you I wasn't going to kill you. By that point, I'd regained my sanity. And as nice as it would have been, I don't believe Bakura would have killed you either -- which was why I was more than content to leave you where you were.
[ He doesn't acknowledge the second part -- opting not to bring it up, opting to pretend it never happened or perhaps that he forgot. Because any time the memory of the kiss enters his mind, Light feels the intense urge to throw up. ]