Light continued to smirk as he wiped the spit from his face with his free thumb, then licking it off his finger as his eyes glinted with mischief.
"Ah..finally awake, Luke?" He asked with a soft chuckle as he pushed the barrel of the pistol further into the skin of L's forehead. He was intent on leaving a bruise there, at the least.
He planned to humiliate him, ruin him, maim him, and, most of all...make him scream.
A camera was set up beside the bed, far enough away that no one would knock it over, but it'd get the full view. "Say hello to the audience, Luke. You're on candid camera."