[He starts walking down the paved path going around the perimeter of the lake towards the pagoda at a pace that's neither brisk nor relaxed. Now that they're no holding hands, Light slips his hands in his pockets. He keeps his eyes on the path as Teru speaks, half listening, half stuck in hypotheticals. Even so, he can see that Teru is trying to keep him upbeat, and quietly Light appreciates it. Perhaps more than he'd be willing to admit.]
You're supposed to be a lawyer, Teru.
[Glancing over, there's a brief look of affection and a softer tone.]
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You're supposed to be a lawyer, Teru.
[Glancing over, there's a brief look of affection and a softer tone.]
What do you have when you don't have words, huh?