It doesn't matter here. There's no law enforcement for witches or monsters. People are killing people as meaninglessly as they do at home, and everyone looks the other way.

[ In a way, it feels like a loss, and L knows Light doesn't deal with loss very well. It isn't his fault, though he does blame his own stupidity for the potion. If only he'd allowed L to drink it alone. Something meant to be so weak and mild should have been safe.

In spite of the heavy feeling drooping over his shoulders, there's something light about being able to just say it. The games and riddles are fun, but he's always hiding. Even before Kira, he was hiding. Light keeps talking, though it's difficult to say if it's due to the potion or the truth finally being revealed. ]

Don't you hate it, too?

[ His voice grows louder as he steps closer to L, though he isn't going in for a kiss. ]

Solving a few cases, making money using our brains on puzzles that a kid could solve. We have all of this power, and we're not making a dent on this world.