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inmyownworld (inmyownworld) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

L had been doing some profiling of his own, studying Reid as they interacted. Clearly, he was intelligent; L would have to be a fool to miss that fact in spite of the man's awkwardness. He didn't seem to be much for words, and something about his posture was... fearful? Trepidatious? This was not an abrasive man who liked to argue or pick fights. For better or for worse, this type of personality tended to bring out L's controlling nature. L stared hard at Reid, knowing that it would likely make him uncomfortable.

L stood, avoiding letting his battered hand make contact with the ground as he used his intact one to brush leaves and bracken off his faded jeans. When the man gave a harried assurance that he could probably guide them back to the gym successfully, L sighed, suppressing an eye-roll. He hung back as Reid started enthusiastically leading the way back towards the town.

"You know... Reid..." he said, biting his lip, "I've been here for a month now. I wasn't asking you to show me the way, only if you knew it, yourself." he put his good hand in his pocket, the other hanging limply near his hip as if the habit persisted but he was unable to indulge it completely. He listened to the man suddenly start to go on... and on, and on, about something. While it wasn't irrelevant, L had no interest in it or patience for it, but Reid seemed like a sensitive sort, so L tried to work out his empathy.

"Um. I don't care," L said bluntly. "Besides, if it was incorrect and misleading, that's hardly funny," he added. "Why would someone spend their professional career advocating something that turns out to be false? I always thought that Freud's views were dubious, but the idea that the man was that unstable is highly depressing."

L's empathy hurt. He must have worked it out too hard.