Glowering, L dropped from standing on the chair to sitting on it in his usual fashion with his toes curled tightly around the edge of the seat and his hands clamped firmly on his knees. He faintly heard the sound of people asking him if he was alright. They were drowned out by L's murderous thoughts.
Not far away Raito saw the detective glaring at nothing in particular. "Oh, I'm in trouble." Raito groaned. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his savior.
"Hey, Ryuuzaki. Wanna cookie?" Raito concealed a smirk as black eyes softened slightly.
"Gimmie."