He knew not to flinch away from that touch, despite what Watari had always told him about trust and the damage it could do. There was no need. Her eyes were clear blue, a stark contrast to the darkness of his own irises. They were eyes that were absolutely ideal for concealing things, and he used this to his advantage often. He gave a brief little nod, and that was all it seemed to take for her to spring into action.
The question of what her affinity was was, at the very least, answered. "He is guilty of aiding in a kidnapping," L said quickly, in a low voice. "He knows where he is, and there are other men. At least two."