L sits at a kitchen table. A pot of Darjeeling tea is on the table in front of him, with sliced lemons and a bowl of sugar cubes; he's picking at a piece of Black Forest cake. He looks rougher than he has in a while.
Misa
has been missing for almost a full day; she vanished in a way that made it obvious that either something new is happening in
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I am not in the mood, Mihael.
*There is no venom in his voice, just quiet tiredness.*
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Do you remember the night you came to my room, because Light had vanished?
*Without waiting for an answer, he takes a sip of tea.*
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Yes, it is Misa. Last night, while she was getting ready to go to sleep.
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*He takes a long sip of tea; his tone is hesitant, unemotional.*
I am hoping she will be back, but in the meantime....
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*He sounds unconvincing, except for the last word, which he bites out, overstressing it.*
Please, if you see her, whatever state she's in, let her know that I'm looking for her.
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Yes.
... Thank you.
Did you ever -- the other day?
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*He doesn't sound like he cares, exactly, but it's something different to talk about.*
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Strawberries, Mihael?
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