[... Oh. Well. That's not actually the answer Mello expected to hear. He'd gone into this convinced that his answer was correct, that Sharon was wrong and L was - he's not sure what to think about what L said, honestly, the man is more of an enigma after a year of living with him than he had been when Mello knew him almost solely by reputation.
But he's already recognized Lance as an authority on the subject, an impartial third party with expertise beyond his own. How Mello reacts is by staring at Lance with an expression as if he's been slapped in the face, exhaling a quiet huh, and turning to the glass of water on the table in front of him, bringing it to his mouth for a long drink to fill the silence. He carefully considers this new information as he sets the glass down again and stares at his reflection in the glass, the distortion of his face, the ragged scar he gave himself by blowing up his hideout while he was still inside because he was determined to win, no matter the cost. Finally, after a long pause, he says, quietly:]
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Date: 2017-10-16 12:07 am (UTC)But he's already recognized Lance as an authority on the subject, an impartial third party with expertise beyond his own. How Mello reacts is by staring at Lance with an expression as if he's been slapped in the face, exhaling a quiet huh, and turning to the glass of water on the table in front of him, bringing it to his mouth for a long drink to fill the silence. He carefully considers this new information as he sets the glass down again and stares at his reflection in the glass, the distortion of his face, the ragged scar he gave himself by blowing up his hideout while he was still inside because he was determined to win, no matter the cost. Finally, after a long pause, he says, quietly:]
So they were right about me.