[His already pale expression turns into something nothing short of placid.]
[No. Never happened. He would remember. If he remembers nothing else, Mello would remember hurting L. He remembers the story of his potential predecessor who did, who set himself aflame after leaving a trail of carnage behind him just to get to L; he remembers the large room and dim lighting when the story was told, he remembers the monotone of L's voice as he relayed nothing short of an abhorrent case that would have taken a psychological toll on anyone told by someone who seemed (to Mello, as a child) completely unaffected by the whole thing.]
[He remembers thinking that Beyond wanted to get the best of his mentor, and it all ended in L's favor. He remembers reading the name amongst Kira's suspected victims; the main character in his idol's story dying in a fucking prison cell like a piece of worthless meat, but.]
[No recollection of laying a hand on L. At any point, whether or not Mello remembers them meeting at all. It's irrelevant. A slow, measured exhale. He runs a gloved hand down his face in an attempt to collect himself, otherwise Mello will just walk away.]
[And that will be that.]
[And that can't be that. Not after all this time. Not after everything.]
Bullshit.
[Venom spit towards a man he would once equate with Christ, himself.]
If I'd hurt you in a way I'm capable of, you wouldn't be brave enough to stand in front of me, right now.
[And just like that, the little blonde boy who has since committed too many sins to count snaps. It's denial. It's a challenge.]
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[No. Never happened. He would remember. If he remembers nothing else, Mello would remember hurting L. He remembers the story of his potential predecessor who did, who set himself aflame after leaving a trail of carnage behind him just to get to L; he remembers the large room and dim lighting when the story was told, he remembers the monotone of L's voice as he relayed nothing short of an abhorrent case that would have taken a psychological toll on anyone told by someone who seemed (to Mello, as a child) completely unaffected by the whole thing.]
[He remembers thinking that Beyond wanted to get the best of his mentor, and it all ended in L's favor. He remembers reading the name amongst Kira's suspected victims; the main character in his idol's story dying in a fucking prison cell like a piece of worthless meat, but.]
[No recollection of laying a hand on L. At any point, whether or not Mello remembers them meeting at all. It's irrelevant. A slow, measured exhale. He runs a gloved hand down his face in an attempt to collect himself, otherwise Mello will just walk away.]
[And that will be that.]
[And that can't be that. Not after all this time. Not after everything.]
Bullshit.
[Venom spit towards a man he would once equate with Christ, himself.]
If I'd hurt you in a way I'm capable of, you wouldn't be brave enough to stand in front of me, right now.
[And just like that, the little blonde boy who has since committed too many sins to count snaps. It's denial. It's a challenge.]