Or perhaps she'd have better luck asking than either of us, isn't that right? And I sent her to bed. Still, it can't be helped.

[It's the mark of his face, nothing more. Light knows he's not Kira, even if he can't expect anyone else to.]

But those are our options. Either we recruit more people and expand the search - or we accept that given the size of this place, and the way it moves, we're unlikely to find him at all.

[His gaze is a little off-centre, shuttered and regretful. Bad news.]