[It's always an adventure being out in public with someone like L, that's for sure. There was a reason he preferred to spend most of his time cloistered away in hotel rooms in his own world. The curious glances are hastily averted when Connor glances sharply their way, but they're definitely still listening as they mutter.
Something odd happens after L takes a bite of the sandwich, however. Another follows, then another two in rapid succession. It's as if something has broken down and a desperate body has overridden whatever neuroses are clamping down their control on him. It tastes disgusting to him, and the sugar shockingly doesn't help much... but some kind of survival instinct has kicked in.
He gets half of the sandwich down, looking miserable the whole time, and downright green when he's done.
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Something odd happens after L takes a bite of the sandwich, however. Another follows, then another two in rapid succession. It's as if something has broken down and a desperate body has overridden whatever neuroses are clamping down their control on him. It tastes disgusting to him, and the sugar shockingly doesn't help much... but some kind of survival instinct has kicked in.
He gets half of the sandwich down, looking miserable the whole time, and downright green when he's done.
But he did it.]