[It stares at L silently, its gaze dark and unsteady, despite the aching in its body, the way its senses are reeling.
How dare he. How dare this human behave this way?
It's quiet a moment longer, gathering itself...
... and then it hauls back and aims a punch directly at L's face.
It's much more brute force than it generally prefers to be, but L has hurt and challenged it, and it has had quite enough of his petty jealousy and terrible ideas.]
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How dare he. How dare this human behave this way?
It's quiet a moment longer, gathering itself...
... and then it hauls back and aims a punch directly at L's face.
It's much more brute force than it generally prefers to be, but L has hurt and challenged it, and it has had quite enough of his petty jealousy and terrible ideas.]
L.
[The name, the letter, is very nearly spat.]