Thursday afternoon: revividus

[firm_detective]

L is still resting in bed. He's recovered from the shock of the hallucination he experienced earlier that day, and has been turning the problem over and over in his mind, considering Mello's suggestions carefully.

The particular difficulty of the dilemma is not its strangeness: he finds that if he broadens what he's willing to accept, it simplifies things drastically. It's that, once again, he's sure the puzzle is missing a few crucial pieces. He can guess at what they might be, but there are several possibilities, and he can't yet be sure. He worries that his time will run down to nothing before he works them out.

There's a knock at the door.

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[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*He stares flatly at both of them.*

Yes, I understand.

I didn't intend for you -- I didn't realize -- I thought you were both content enough.

I... did what I thought might help. It seems I should also have made a point of telling Roger to pass your requests through. I wasn't aware there were any.

*He sounds more apologetic, and very, very tired.*

[coordinated-n.livejournal.com]

We need to stop, immediately. We're adding to his guilt and we're no closer to a solution. We can't afford to speed his demise.

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*Dryly,*

Either it is the solution, or... I'll have to think of something else in time.

*His tiny, nasty chuckle turns into a cough: he doesn't like his odds if this is not the solution.*