When I return, I hear L sigh. He scratches his eyebrow irritably.

"Who do you think Kira is?" He asks me suddenly, without looking away from the computer. I look toward L and to the screen before him. It was text, and too small for me to read.

"I don't know. We don't really have enough evidence on anyone in particular-"

"Really..." L sighs again. He says nothing more.

"Do you think you know who it is? Because if you do, we could investigate and I'm sure we'd come up with something one way or another."

"No." L grumbles. "It wouldn't matter." He spins around. "Do you like sweets?"

"Uh..." The question caught me off guard for some reason. "Uh, well yeah. They're pretty good." I scratch behind my ear as if I was nervous. Why am I nervous around him? He's younger than me, scrawnier than me and certainly no threat...but my heart is pounding. I feel cold sweat on my back as though he was some huge predator.

"Do you like Pocky?"

"I love Pocky. Not just the chocolate kind either. I like the strawberry, peach, vanilla, dark chocolate-"

"You should go buy us some."

"We don't have any around?"

"If we did, would I tell you to buy some?" L shakes his head then turns back to his screen. "When you get back, I'll take a short break and have some Pocky with you."

"It's getting late though..." I state this after looking at my watch. L spins around to look at me and then to the clock.

"Oh." Then he turns back around. For whatever reason...my heart was still pounding.