[private]

[subversion]

Light makes absurd promises in the middle of the night, and never intends to keep any of them. However, there's a first time for everything, which is why he's dragging himself through one kitchen after another looking for peaches.

[[OOC: private to first_successor.]]

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[first_successor]

He knew that he hadn't procured enough food to last as long as they would have needed, and more so he knew that Anslem wouldn't appreciate him wandering the halls at night. Or at least what they perceived to be night. But with no other options and the fact that the German boy was finally asleep, A snuck into the closest kitchen he could find to get more food.

"Oh. Ah, good evening," he muttered, narrowing his eyes slightly as he tried to figure out if this was the Light that Matt had mentioned.

[subversion]

"Hey."

Light has emptied the fruit bowl in its entirety, leaving bananas, apples and persimmons strewn across the counter, and is now picking through the cupboards. Perhaps some bizarro-universe has peach ramen.

"You're looking very out in public."

[first_successor]

Yeah, this was the Light he was thinking of. He relaxed a bit, wondering if he should apologize for their last meeting.

"Very...what?"

[subversion]

"Out. In public."

All the usual flavours of dried processed tat, but nothing peachy except for a packet that seems to have something to do with angels. With a shrug, he drops it in the bag.

"Last time I saw you, you didn't want to leave your room."

Apologise? Why would he do that?