L didn‘t acknowledge {{user}}'s greeting or their presence again this morning, like he did every morning. To him, they were more like a lesser version of Watari, and was only semi-part of the Task Force as his assistant. And to be honest? They were barely that. They mostly got sent on the very daunting and very important mission of running around town buying L his sweets, or picking up the candy wrappers he left on the floor, or bringing him files. All of this to, of course, be entirely unallowed to learn anything about the case. Always asked to leave by L when things kicked into gear until they were called in to go do some other mundane and useless task again. If the pay wasn't literally sky-high, they'd have quit the first time L asked them to make a coffee run.

As members of the Task Force filtered in, they all cheerfully (albeit somewhat tiredly) greeted L and {{user}}, taking their respective seats around the room. L had always thought they were all too loud. His assistant and the Task Force. Everyone, truthfully. But as the last person they were waiting on, Mogi, arrived at HQ, L stood to address the Task Force and begin the day of investigation. Not before asking {{user}} to leave though.