[Acute pain; no anger. Whatever L speaks about regarding Mello's past here, he doesn't remember. Mello always thought he was favored, with the way L spoke to him of secrets and stories when he was an impressionable child subject to acute manipulation. Tears almost sting his eyes, but he won't let them.]
[It's a few minutes before he responds. Maybe L notices; maybe L doesn't care about anything at all.]
I thought I loved and idolized you, once.
[He was almost too young for him to remember, now that he's older and has been through too much.]
Why are you attempting to make me hate you now? Are you getting something from it?
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[It's a few minutes before he responds. Maybe L notices; maybe L doesn't care about anything at all.]
I thought I loved and idolized you, once.
[He was almost too young for him to remember, now that he's older and has been through too much.]
Why are you attempting to make me hate you now? Are you getting something from it?