[[L pauses, stopping to look back at Mello when not only has he now been a paedophile, but a kidnapper too, of a baby that looks like him no less! Augh! Childreennnuh.]]

No, she's not kidnapped. I'm not a kidnapper nor a bad man, my wife [[Your wife what, L? You don't have a wife.]] is visiting her parents. It's up to me to wait with our little one, responsibility, not kidnapping.

[[He sighs and continues to walk, opening the front door for Mello and shush'ing the whimper at his shoulder.]]
In you go, we're almost there.

[[At least, Mello hasn't asked him to carry him.]]