[A rare blink interrupts L's pale features at Mello's words. Otherwise, he's guarded, their Bond closed and blunted by the imbalance of power and how it got that way. People who are allies cover for each other when they're trying to save face; it had been L's aim, but it had backfired, and while he may have been in the wrong, he believes it all hinged on Mello underestimating Alex's ability to sniff out the truth. Confronted by two children with chocolate on their faces claiming that the cookie jar emptied itself, he's rescued Mello from insulting her intelligence further, hasn't he?]
She'd have found out.
[He says so quietly, almost carelessly, as he turns to go collect his pills. Before he does, though, he glances back and pointedly addresses Alex.]
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She'd have found out.
[He says so quietly, almost carelessly, as he turns to go collect his pills. Before he does, though, he glances back and pointedly addresses Alex.]
Will you be alright, alone?