[And then it occurs to Light: Ryohei, in his own very rudimentary and transparent way, is attempting to blackmail him into helping him cook the deer. Light is honestly not even sure what to make of this. Laugh? Put his palm to his face? Given Ryohei's intelligence --or lack thereof-- he probably hadn't meant for there to be an insidious undertone. Had the suggestion come from L, Light may have spent a few precious seconds calculating what actions might result in lowered or raised percentages, before dismissing the entire exchange as irrelevant as L is dead and therefore not a threat. Ryohei and L at least shared that much in common.]
[Cordially, as though Light doesn't have a single care in the world:] Start calling me Light, and we have a deal.
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[Cordially, as though Light doesn't have a single care in the world:] Start calling me Light, and we have a deal.