L had the distinct feeling that admitting to the fact that things weren't fine had at least managed to crack the barrier between himself and Blythe. She was going about this the right way... slowly, and carefully, allowing L to only reveal what he felt was safe to. As it was... even saying Light's name would be unsafe. L had the feeling that Blythe would panic, even if she did not show it, and she would tell someone because she feared for his life. If word got out... L's last chance to kill Light would fly away forever.
"I am tired," L admitted, amazed that she could perceive that much from his voice alone. If she'd had sight, she would have doubtless been appalled by his appearance. He was starting to look more like a ghost than his halloween masquerade costume, haunted and haggard and feeling increasingly more transparent as the weeks took their toll on his body and mind. "Don't... worry about the tea. It's fine..." she mentioned that he was not often in Asgard, and he winced. He hadn't thought that people would notice, but he had been spending much time away from heaven's safe house.
"You're right... I'm not in Asgard often," he admitted, starting to chew at his fingertip but stopping himself as soon as he noticed. "I'm sorry... I will do my very best to... still be here... when you bring the tea."
Why did everything he say sound like some sort of morbid warning? "I did not mean for that to sound the way it did," he said quietly. "I meant... I will try to be in this room later, when you come back, with... tea." L hated the fact that he did not sound like himself. Usually, he was eloquent. His precise vocabulary and his unusual use of language was one of his signature traits. But today... it was as if his mind could only stretch so far. He was tired.
ooc: I noticed the conversation going with Soraka down there... sometimes I'm tactless. If either I or L (or Mello or Misa) say anything that hits too close to home in RL, please say so. D: RP should be an escape, not a vicious kick in the ass. Having never experienced a loss like yours, I'm not always sure how to temper dramatic characters... the fact is, you're such a good player that I often forget what is on your shoulders. You've been so good about continuing to play your characters as if nothing is wrong... but we love you and want you to be comfortable in CU. Soraka summed it up beautifully, but I wanted to throw in my two-cents worth. :/