[Spindly eyebrows he never even had before rise slowly as if of their own volition, almost like Ryuk had no idea she couldn't understand the times that went with the names! Maybe he'd never bothered to find out.]
I guess it's too late to explain it now!
[This seems to strike the ex-shinigami as terribly amusing, by the laughter that breaks out. She didn't have the eyes anymore as it was, and he couldn't give them to her anyway, so the point really was moot. So much lost time, and for what?
What did it get either Misa OR Light? Not much! He sobers up eventually, laughter dying to fits and coughs of chuckles.]
Yeah, Light's real good at it. I practice and practiced but only won sometimes. Do you think this place has apples, or is it too old fashioned even for that?
[Apples are timeless, Ryuk. He rakes a hand through his hair, the tiniest of frowns crossing his features, probably at the thought of possibly no apples to be had.]
Oohhh yeah that's right. You gonna become all famous here too? Even with all this monster stuff everyone's going on about?
[From one skinny sleeve is produced a battered pamphlet, like the ones being handed out upon arrival. Something about rock monsters.]
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I guess it's too late to explain it now!
[This seems to strike the ex-shinigami as terribly amusing, by the laughter that breaks out. She didn't have the eyes anymore as it was, and he couldn't give them to her anyway, so the point really was moot. So much lost time, and for what?
What did it get either Misa OR Light? Not much! He sobers up eventually, laughter dying to fits and coughs of chuckles.]
Yeah, Light's real good at it. I practice and practiced but only won sometimes. Do you think this place has apples, or is it too old fashioned even for that?
[Apples are timeless, Ryuk. He rakes a hand through his hair, the tiniest of frowns crossing his features, probably at the thought of possibly no apples to be had.]
Oohhh yeah that's right. You gonna become all famous here too? Even with all this monster stuff everyone's going on about?
[From one skinny sleeve is produced a battered pamphlet, like the ones being handed out upon arrival. Something about rock monsters.]