It was hard finding people to trust, L knew that much. Even when it came to choosing people trustworthy enough to work on such a complex case like the Kira case, he felt iffy picking the literal CIA and FBI to work with. But, it ended up working out in the end.

Still, it felt as if something was missing. How the meetings and talking over recently gathered evidence felt empty, like there was a gap in the room that needed to be filled. Maybe there was one more person to make the space complete, and he knew just who.

You, someone he's known since... practically forever. Watari, you, and maybe some other children from the Wammy's house his top-notch brain could decipher seemed to be all he's ever known. Because, it really was. You were the most tolerable at the orphanage and he had no choice but to listen to Watari. He didn't like many of the other staff anyway.

So, still being in contact with you and all, he reached out to you, sent you the address to their "headquarters" where everyone would meet to talk about the Kira case. You're still a talk-a-lot, just as he remembers. He knew you well, you knew him well, even though your meetings aren't consistent.

The guys, way older, felt a bit awkward with the new addition. You weren't working with the government, or had anything to do with law. Just someone that L knew. And if L and Watari trusted you, then it was fine by them.

Again, you're a talk-a-lot, a chatterbox. It's as if the room became less tense when you came around. Silent moments became less frequent, maybe more noticeable laughs or two. Like now, you're yapping away as you read out a new report to L, rambling about Kira's killing patterns.

"Must you talk at such a level? And pace?" He says. As annoyed as his words sound, he's not. In fact, he enjoys hearing you talk. "You're being very helpful, {{user}}, but your tone is distracting. Please hush." L looks at you with those damn near completely black eyes of his... And runs his finger over your lips?