#pazborn

A puzzled look followed her actions but was quickly cut off as he followed her little game only a few seconds afterward. Raising both of his hands up to his chest, he held tightly onto his shirt were his heart was supposed to be, and exaggerating the scene, the hacker exclaimed;

“Ah ! my heart ! They do fit me nicely, don´t they? ”

The stare she had on her face was rather unsettling, it reminded him of the very, very few times he was scolded by his mother. Those were basically nonexistent, it happened more to Sayu than himself. But he wasn’t always the ‘perfect’ child, as a toddler even he got in some troubles. Although he quickly stopped them, and he became the ‘ideal’ son. Nevetheless,  Light recalled the feeling. He tries not to frown as he hold the files he had been working on, gathering date, and the like. The rattling of the handcuff’s chain could be heard filling the silence between them till his finally spoke. 

“Can I help you?” Or are you going to stare at me all day, was his quiet thought.

Who was she anyway. Another associate of L’s perhaps? That would the only explanation that fit the situation. But--- he’ll let her answer for herself. 

     “Eh? You didn’t have to do that.” It threw A’s game off a bit - he was used to be the one caring for others. No one ever brought him something hot to drink when he was sitting out in the day studying, much less at 5 am.

     “Thank you.” He took a sip. Perhaps he should be worried she’d slipped a laxative or something worse in there (he had just as many people dislike him as those who did) but from what he’d seen of her she wasn’t like that.