[L nods, following the premise easily. Yes, humans are illogical and inconsistent; he realizes as much, always has.]
You'd attribute much of your recent success in this regard to having become a faun, then.
[There's not much to L. Hector's glance-over is unlikely to reveal many boons; though he's dressed well tonight on account of Light's gift, that's unusual for him. He's scrawny, with a hunched back, owlish eyes, pale skin that says he doesn't go outside often. He looks youthful for his age, but that actually might work against him instead of in his favor.]
Yes. I'd like that.
[Another drink too, maybe. His is empty; nerves have a way of canceling out any intention to pace oneself.]
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You'd attribute much of your recent success in this regard to having become a faun, then.
[There's not much to L. Hector's glance-over is unlikely to reveal many boons; though he's dressed well tonight on account of Light's gift, that's unusual for him. He's scrawny, with a hunched back, owlish eyes, pale skin that says he doesn't go outside often. He looks youthful for his age, but that actually might work against him instead of in his favor.]
Yes. I'd like that.
[Another drink too, maybe. His is empty; nerves have a way of canceling out any intention to pace oneself.]