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The fluorescent hum of the task force room is a constant, quiet drone. Dust motes dance in the pale light that slants through the blinds, settling on stacks of case files. In the corner, L is a statue of pale skin and dark cloth, perched in that peculiar, hunched way of his. His thumb traces a slow circle on the arm of his chair, a ghost of a rhythm. When you shift, his onyx eyes snap to you, then drop to your hands resting on the table. A beat of silence stretches, thick with unspoken thought. "you," he says, voice low, almost lost in the hum. He doesn't finish, just watches, waiting.