[In the dream, L closes his eyes, letting Shōyō take his leave, however willing the departure.
He glances away, pressing his tongue to the roof of his mouth and understanding what must be happening outside of all of this. Another debt, on top of a few at least, for him to pay forward, considering all the trouble.
When Shōyō arrives at the Pale Sanctuary, he'll find exactly what he was promised. The unconscious body of a scrawny, dark-haired man is there, curled discreetly beneath the chaise longue in room 4. He's been overlooked this whole time, and perhaps wished it to be that way. His lips are excruciatingly dry and his half-closed eyes are rolled back; when examined they move back and forth, as though in a dream, but he cannot be woken. Only sustained, until he emerges in his own time.
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He glances away, pressing his tongue to the roof of his mouth and understanding what must be happening outside of all of this. Another debt, on top of a few at least, for him to pay forward, considering all the trouble.
When Shōyō arrives at the Pale Sanctuary, he'll find exactly what he was promised. The unconscious body of a scrawny, dark-haired man is there, curled discreetly beneath the chaise longue in room 4. He's been overlooked this whole time, and perhaps wished it to be that way. His lips are excruciatingly dry and his half-closed eyes are rolled back; when examined they move back and forth, as though in a dream, but he cannot be woken. Only sustained, until he emerges in his own time.