[To say that L has been absorbed utterly in his work would be an understatement. He's been holed up in a private study room for several days now, books stacked high with several open simultaneously at all times. He gave instructions that he wasn't to be disturbed... but either word never reached the ones who helped Connor, or there's a general and widespread sense that it might be better for someone to disturb him, at this point.
There's a slight scuffling sound when Connor knocks, a loud thump, and the door slides open just a crack. One very round, very dark eye peers out at the android.]
Where's the SQUIP?
[The first, and most important question. L doesn't want to hear anything other than "performing community service", because otherwise, it's unattended, and possibly about to get punched again by someone who intends to actually go further, do worse.]
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There's a slight scuffling sound when Connor knocks, a loud thump, and the door slides open just a crack. One very round, very dark eye peers out at the android.]
Where's the SQUIP?
[The first, and most important question. L doesn't want to hear anything other than "performing community service", because otherwise, it's unattended, and possibly about to get punched again by someone who intends to actually go further, do worse.]