L walked into the Great Hall, asking a house elf for cheese cake with strawberries and whipped cream on it and tea as he did. He climbed onto a bench, squatting on it as was his wont, and placed a very large book on the table before him. He watched Mikami Banishing the pillow before turning to the book and opening it. As he read, his thumb rested on his lip and he looked up occasionally to see if Mikami was making progress.
He was, although the pillow still tended to go off at various angles rather than in a completely straight line. He tried to ignore L, but couldn't help looking over at him occasionally, wondering whether he was still watching. ...And how he could eat so much sugar without being sick.
L continued to watch, occasionally turning pages. The house elves, knowing his habits, brought him tea and sugar and he turned his attention to preparing it, making mental notes on Mikami's progress. He knew what part this man would take in the events in his future, but he still wanted to observe him, to see if he could figure out what motivated him.
L tilted his head, looking much like an owl as he did. "You seem very tense," he observed blandly just before taking another bite. "It's not good for you," he added around the bite.
"Glucose is the most readily available source of fuel for the brain. Fats are essential to brain function as well," L replied blandly before taking another bite. "You seem irritated. Perhaps your blood sugar is low."
L held out a forkful of cheesecake with a strawberry. "I really think you need something to eat," he said insistently. "It will aid your concentration."
"I don't like sugar." That was a slight generalisation, but L had just interrupted him again. "And if I did want any I wouldn't want to eat it from a fork that's already been in your mouth."
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