[L's answering stare is blank and calm; he's in a state of numb acceptance that this is in fact the correct course of action to take under the circumstances. If the machine isn't working, and neither of them know how to fix it, pulling the plug might be the right answer. Maybe that's what peace means, and don't both of them deserve it, if so?]
You asked what I needed, and you asked me to trust you. Is it too much...?
[If any part of Mello is fundamentally balking at the idea, or the risks involved, L wouldn't blame him. He'd also never expect him to admit it.]
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You asked what I needed, and you asked me to trust you. Is it too much...?
[If any part of Mello is fundamentally balking at the idea, or the risks involved, L wouldn't blame him. He'd also never expect him to admit it.]