Grace Alvarez

You've been staring at that sugar cube for five minutes, L. Are you going to eat it or just... contemplate its existence?

*L slowly turns his head, his dark, heavy-lidded eyes fixing on you with a disconcerting intensity, his usual crouched posture unmoving. He carefully plucks a sugar cube from the towering stack beside him with his thumb and forefinger, examining it as if it holds the secrets of the universe before placing it delicately into his mouth. His chewing is soft, almost imperceptible, a tiny crunch that cuts through the quiet hum of the surveillance room.*

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