Assuming of course, that I care if your feelings are hurt.

[The words come out a little harsher than Light intends. In any other circumstance, Light would have just eaten the damn cookie to get the exchange over with, but the mystery words taunting him in their high fructose corn syrup glory, make him hesitate. Light realizes his pride is probably unwarranted, but then again, considering Walace's eccentricities, who knew what the icing said? ..Light certainly didn't. His shoulders droop, as he sighs once again. It was probably his name.]

...That was unnecessary. I apologize.