[Mello climbs to his feet, shoves his hands into the pockets of his coat, and makes quick work of following Near through the door.]
He deserves an explanation, at least.
[Mello wouldn't go so far as to say he feels like he owes L an explanation for his behavior, because Mello doesn't, as a general rule, owe anyone anything. But he'd been witness to something volatile, something for which he may not have been prepared. And Mello respects L and values his opinion too much to brush off any ensuing awkwardness.]
[He closes and seals it, the spell being second-nature by this point.]
I will leave you to it, then. [And he heads back to his room, removing the sheathed knife from his coat sleeve -- he's clearly taken Mello's "carry it whenever you leave the house" instruction very seriously -- before unzipping the coat.]
no subject
[Mello climbs to his feet, shoves his hands into the pockets of his coat, and makes quick work of following Near through the door.]
He deserves an explanation, at least.
[Mello wouldn't go so far as to say he feels like he owes L an explanation for his behavior, because Mello doesn't, as a general rule, owe anyone anything. But he'd been witness to something volatile, something for which he may not have been prepared. And Mello respects L and values his opinion too much to brush off any ensuing awkwardness.]
no subject
I will leave you to it, then. [And he heads back to his room, removing the sheathed knife from his coat sleeve -- he's clearly taken Mello's "carry it whenever you leave the house" instruction very seriously -- before unzipping the coat.]