[He can hear Shoyo's smile. It's like a sun on the other side of the speaker, something warm and shining to lean towards that is worlds away from this cold and blood-drenched, painful place.
And then a lot of things happen all at once, and his response is later in coming, sheepish, hoping that Shoyo is still awake because God, what are his other options?]
Where are you staying? Could I come over and borrow some clothes?
[He's been healed, thoroughly, shamefully, by one who had no reason at all to do it except the held-hostage emotions of L's friend and student. He wants to sink through the floor, but he also wants to see someone who, inexplicably, just seems to think the world of him.
He needs to see a person like that, because even his own omen looks like she would eat him if she didn't find him so disgusting.]
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And then a lot of things happen all at once, and his response is later in coming, sheepish, hoping that Shoyo is still awake because God, what are his other options?]
Where are you staying? Could I come over and borrow some clothes?
[He's been healed, thoroughly, shamefully, by one who had no reason at all to do it except the held-hostage emotions of L's friend and student. He wants to sink through the floor, but he also wants to see someone who, inexplicably, just seems to think the world of him.
He needs to see a person like that, because even his own omen looks like she would eat him if she didn't find him so disgusting.]