[Two years have deepened the sorrow and soul of L’s gaze. They’ve deepened his fear, of which Mello has been warned... and also, perhaps, his pity. He should turn away from Mello and leave him unanswered, unfulfilled, and cold.

He finds that he can’t, and sighs quietly.]

You have a new life in Aefenglom. Live it, however you see fit to do so. You have a right to a fresh start.

[In spite of what happened between them. In spite of what Mello took and trampled. L’s grace and generosity deserve reciprocity, and so after a beat, he adds]

I have that right, as well.