[If it wasn't so hateful, and didn't promise something far more malevolent down the line in the not-so-distant future, Niles' touch could almost be considered gentle. Taken a step further, it could even be considered tender or intimate. While L's sense of the world around him is returning, he isn't in the mood to entertain the notion of whether he finds it exciting or revolting.
Probably revolting, if he had to choose. The tightened thrill in his spine likely has to do with the proximity of Niles' claws to it, and nothing more.]
Where...
[He doesn't really expect an answer, of course. No more than he expects a cat with a mouse to let the thing go. A strange sense of detached calm has overtaken him, nature's ether for captured prey.]
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Probably revolting, if he had to choose. The tightened thrill in his spine likely has to do with the proximity of Niles' claws to it, and nothing more.]
Where...
[He doesn't really expect an answer, of course. No more than he expects a cat with a mouse to let the thing go. A strange sense of detached calm has overtaken him, nature's ether for captured prey.]