"You are social, aren't you?" L asked, taking the opportunity to snatch the blanket back. What he wouldn't give for a hot cup of coffee...
"You're so social that you are truly amazing, Light. You're a real lady killer, though I've never actually gotten the impression that you like girls. Your jokes knock them dead at parties... though I've never thought you had much of a sense of humor. Oh, wait... there was that amusing little hint, 'L, do you know that gods of death love apples?' That was funny, all right..."
L didn't care that he was ranting. He had given up so many hours of his life (and almost his life itself, he was certain) to prove that Light was Kira. He'd be damned if this continued the way it had in their other world, and he had a lot of negative feelings to get off of his chest. Being naked and cold didn't help his mood, naturally.