My brother, you love her (but don't give up your instincts)

[near_your_enemy]

N is sitting on the bed, paging through a large encyclopedia.  He's been staying unnaturally close to this room since he's gotten back--whether or not it's because he still has nightmares of Light blowing his brains out, or if he's just thankful enough to stay close, it's not quite defined.  Still.  His demeanor could almost even be classified as '

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[near_your_enemy]

N glances up and tries, hurridly, to hide the smile, but it's already too late, and he ends up smiling even wider despite himself. So, he shakes his head and glances down to the book again.

"Hi, Mihael" He murmurs, flipping another page. "How are you?"

[near_your_enemy]

"I'm alright."

He glances up towards Mihael, the smile slowly fading back into an expression of nonchalance.

"I went down to the kitchen earlier, but I didn't see anyone."