"I believe that you are Kira." Raito paused, slowly looking up from his spoon. He was eating a bowl of soup you see. What was with this random statement? Raito eyed L warily. ...How to react...how to react...
If he was angry would it make him suspicious to the detective? If he didn't respond would it ALSO be suspicious? ...He decided to play it safe.
Light chuckled lightly, smiling wryly at L.
"Ah, I know that." He lifted his hand, the shackles clicking together a bit as he did so. "That's what these are for, right?"
L nodded lightly, licking some frosting from his cake off of his thumb. "Yes."
At this, Light blinked a little, resisting the urge to rub his temples in frustration. "Then why bring it up?"
L shrugged from across the small table, balancing a spoon on his tea cup without bothering to look up at Light.
"Eh, No reason."
He could almost FEEL Light's anger from across the table, and couldn't help but smirk to himself.
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