"Shinigami. How many note books are currently on Earth?" Nate had been staring at her silently for the better part of an hour, hair lightly twisting between his fingertips.
Misa. She had remembered the name of L Lawliet. Even as she was turning to go write his name, L had collapsed before them. It occurred to her that she should write the name of Watari as well in her book, just in case, but.... Those puppy eyes of Matsuda were on her even as everyone rushed to L’s side. As soon as she tried to leave, he yelped, and so she always had someone with her.
This was definitely not what Light was planning. And yet she couldn’t help but feel proud of Misa, that girl being more than Light could have expected. She doesn’t know how it would have gone down if she had written Watari’s name, but now there is this pale boy, sitting and tinkering away wih his puzzles and his dice and his toys. She had long since tuned him out, staring quietly out at nothing.
At the sound of his voice, she turns, gazing at him quietly before putting her voice to words.
“I know not. I only know of the ones that I have brought with me. All the others are in the hands of the shinigami that did or did not bring them. You would have to ask them, and yet it is unlikely you will ever have the chance.”
