[It's surreal to be surrounded so suddenly by so much positivity, when L just left one of the darkest and most humiliating moments of his life. What will happen because of that? What will happen with Paul?

His smile is fixed, rigid, and pale, but he keeps it up, bless him. He follows Shoyo, feeling like he's missing a limb with the lack of Lycka following at his right side.]

Something just went very wrong... that I truly needed to go right.

[He lost his hand, he lost his credibility with someone who saw him as a mentor... at least, that's his impression. He owes his life to someone extremely, if bidingly, dangerous.

He'd fall to pieces and oblivion if he wasn't with someone like Shoyo, immediately, right now.]

Is it that obvious I really need to take a shower?

[Sheepish, because in spite of his rather transient and homeless lifestyle, he tries to remain hygienic. He'll take a cold shower rather than no shower, he takes soap from his weekly hotel and stretches it out. The aura of blood and sweat clings apologetically to him tonight, all while Shoyo is happy to see him, with a chicken, and a whole set of very impressive balls.]

Regardless... yeah, you're right, I want to wash off. Thank you.