[Said wryly, not quite with bald sarcasm. They're the words of a man who knows how the story ends, at the very least Light's part in it. Light won't save the world any more than L will survive his brush with the Shinigami Rem; even if his method was the correct one, he will meet his end at the hands of one who is, hilariously, Bonded to both of them.
It's probably no coincidence that Light feels as though there's a wall. In truth, there are many, unyielding, maintained with great care by both L and Near to preserve the delicate status quo. This was a bombshell; it is not necessarily the end of things in Aefenglom, as they know it, but it will require coordination and commitment behind the scenes to keep it intact.]
I've told you what I want, already. Spreading around news of your deeds actively works against that... if you were punished or imprisoned, I could lose access to you. Even if there were no consequences of that nature, there would be social and professional ones. You're a criminal and a murderer, obviously... and the extent of my association with you suggests that I'm quite mad.
[Not spoken like hyperbole or a joke. L himself has not ruled out the possibility, though he is already thinking of ways he can perhaps keep Myr from reaching that conclusion any more than he may have, already. It would be best if Near and Mello didn't, as well, but L suspects that ship may have sailed. In any case, mad or not, they haven't interfered yet, at least not in a compromising way.]
Fortunately, I'm also selfish. As long as I want to live and work with you more than I want to destroy your reputation... all will be well for both of us, I suppose.
[Light's comfortable existence here, in other words, is reliant on how successful he is at being L's live-in entertainment. Unspoken before, that's out in the open now, too.]
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[Said wryly, not quite with bald sarcasm. They're the words of a man who knows how the story ends, at the very least Light's part in it. Light won't save the world any more than L will survive his brush with the Shinigami Rem; even if his method was the correct one, he will meet his end at the hands of one who is, hilariously, Bonded to both of them.
It's probably no coincidence that Light feels as though there's a wall. In truth, there are many, unyielding, maintained with great care by both L and Near to preserve the delicate status quo. This was a bombshell; it is not necessarily the end of things in Aefenglom, as they know it, but it will require coordination and commitment behind the scenes to keep it intact.]
I've told you what I want, already. Spreading around news of your deeds actively works against that... if you were punished or imprisoned, I could lose access to you. Even if there were no consequences of that nature, there would be social and professional ones. You're a criminal and a murderer, obviously... and the extent of my association with you suggests that I'm quite mad.
[Not spoken like hyperbole or a joke. L himself has not ruled out the possibility, though he is already thinking of ways he can perhaps keep Myr from reaching that conclusion any more than he may have, already. It would be best if Near and Mello didn't, as well, but L suspects that ship may have sailed. In any case, mad or not, they haven't interfered yet, at least not in a compromising way.]
Fortunately, I'm also selfish. As long as I want to live and work with you more than I want to destroy your reputation... all will be well for both of us, I suppose.
[Light's comfortable existence here, in other words, is reliant on how successful he is at being L's live-in entertainment. Unspoken before, that's out in the open now, too.]