That moment was approaching... the one that L secretly feared, where logic fled into shadows and everything beautiful and terrible drew together at a needle-sharp point. He'd never reached it with another. A final thrust, and the shivering cascade enveloped him, shook him, and released him. "Light..." he murmured, letting his control slip for a moment as biology dictated his physiological reactions. The wild sheen left his eyes, leaving them sleepy, dull, and... maybe, just maybe, a little panicked.
Light had a counterpart, named Kira. He was capable of doing terrible things, of creating suffering where none should exist. Was L's counterpart worse?