[The dead stare L receives in return is enough to weight holes into stone; Mello is offering anything — everything — he has. And his idol wants drugs. Granted, it's the easy route; Mello knows that much. Numb it all, block it out until it doesn't exist. It's why he's on his nth glass of cognac, isn't it?]
[And there's no point in pretending he can't get anything. Playing stupid would only paint him a liar, and what they both need right now is trust. While M doesn't personally indulge in "potions," they're readily available not far from his harbor-side flat, and if this is what L needs — ]
[Doesn't matter that he's potentially being used. Didn't he just offer himself up for just that? A slow, elongated exhale when he drops his hand away from his Bonded, assesses him with glassy eyes.]
You want me to get you high.
[They should call it what it is, yea?]
[Oh, they all fall so far. Don't they.]
Think you're being a bit reckless?
[It's definitely not a no. Only a challenge against L's current way of thinking. He wants to shut down; Mello knows. Is that really for the best?]
no subject
[And there's no point in pretending he can't get anything. Playing stupid would only paint him a liar, and what they both need right now is trust. While M doesn't personally indulge in "potions," they're readily available not far from his harbor-side flat, and if this is what L needs — ]
[Doesn't matter that he's potentially being used. Didn't he just offer himself up for just that? A slow, elongated exhale when he drops his hand away from his Bonded, assesses him with glassy eyes.]
You want me to get you high.
[They should call it what it is, yea?]
[Oh, they all fall so far. Don't they.]
Think you're being a bit reckless?
[It's definitely not a no. Only a challenge against L's current way of thinking. He wants to shut down; Mello knows. Is that really for the best?]