Likewise... I thought I had a bead drawn on you before we came here, in every way.

[He will always relish more ways, another angle to examine, another plan toward a clean and devastating shot. The shot itself, though... that represents an end. That represents something that hurts him, too.

Even without the handcuffs or the Bond, so much is mutual between them, and L continues to wonder just how much. With the channel opened by the flawed potion, he's emboldened, almost eager, to slide that glass pane aside.]

You want intellectual nourishment too, don't you? The truth does that... and acknowledging that something is real, that others can perceive as well, is how humans come to trust one another.

[Pretty words. L's impressed with them, in spite of his rather liberal definition of trust. It would have to be, to apply to the man who just confessed to killing so many, who would kill him very shortly, in in their world.

Then again, L's taken liberties already today, and he's not exactly done.]

I like perceiving the same reality you do. It's exciting... it gets my blood going.

[Yours, too?]