[Myr's altruism can be really inconvenient. Even annoying, but... that being said, it goes toward filling a deep and aching hole, to hear his Bonded's earnest voice offering him support in the face of his own fatalistic deduction. It's not reassurance, quite, but that would be the wrong approach; it would make light of the situation's seriousness, which L's never appreciated or abided from anyone. Least of all in a dire situation like the one he-- no, they?-- currently face. It's better to face it head on and accept that the worst-case is a very possible, or even likely, scenario.

He finally closes the distance between them completely, stepping so that his wiry frame can lean into Myr's shorter and sturdier one, and the contact brings with it collapsing relief after desperate deprivation. His next inhalation shudders, and it's a moment before he can speak.]

I believe that you still care that much and... it's a problem. It means I can't keep you from pain, regardless of any approach or concession I make. I wouldn't ask you to endure it...

[Except that he rather has, by accepting a Bond in the first place. Perhaps even merely a friendship. Every day proves further to the detective the sheer foolishness of letting others close, to the point where they can be held hostage over his own decisions.]

You haven't felt a Bond break due to death, before. I won't ask for anything else, and I'll do whatever you want me to with my remaining time, if you just let me spare you from that likelihood.

[Inevitability, if they remain Bonded... though L chooses not to use that word, chooses to dwell instead in the momentary feeling of completion and peace that comes with being so close to his Bonded for the first time in weeks.]