He looked in the direction she had pointed to, eyes falling on the pair of pants sitting on the table. They hadn’t been there a second ago. Like the cat they had just appeared out of nowhere. Then his gaze shifted to her as he slowly started to comprehend what was going on. She had written something in her notebook and it had manifested.
His mind was suddenly buzzing with questions. Was the cat and pants now real, or were they both just temporary illusions, or were they just drawn from another existing location? What were her limitations? Did anyone else know about this? Was this occurring because of the notebook specifically, or was it all on her own?
“Oh. Yes, pants.” L said, his attention suddenly snapping back to her demand for him to put them on. He placed the cat back down on the floor.
“I was aware that some of the individuals here had special abilities, but I was not aware that you were among them.” He said clalmly as he held the jeans up for inspection; they appeared to be his size with nothing out of the ordinary.