Violence, sent to find you
It's been several days since the crane incident with Mihael--and the aftermath that he still couldn't think about without feeling just as clueless and confused as he had when Mihael had walked out of his old room. Old room, because obviously, he couldn't stay there anymore--not with the broken down door, and not where Mihael knew where he was.
So, N has been staying (unwillingly) with Light. Really, it was less of a choice as it was an order, and there was nothing he can do to stop Light when the man got an idea in his head. N hasn't really had much of a choice in anything since, but that in itself wouldn't be too bad--it seemed like everything he's done lately has just made things worse.
Still, obeying Light's every whim was nothing short of infuriating, even more so when he was forced into compliance. And protesting only made it worse, and he was still waiting for the time that he would be able to stab Light in the back--to kill him, to get revenge for all of this humiliation he'd been forced through. And then, after Light, he could take care of Mihael.
There would be a time, he knew it.
In the hallway on the sixth floor, he glanced toward Light, walking beside him with a small sigh. "Stop being such a coward. We'll never achieve anything if you're too afraid to act."