L dropped a cube of sugar into his coffee. once, twice, three times.

"thats a good point." he stated, stirring his beverage.

"youre not kira." but you were. "that is, it would be a problem if you were kira. because..."

"i feel like youre the first friend i ever had."

L sipped his coffee, looking away with his usual deadpan expression. you were kira, not that L knew, but you were in fact the mass murderer kira.

youll tell him one day though. maybe.