[L's movements are slow, still on the tail-end of drugged. He sits beside Cesar, shoulder-to-shoulder with the other man, surveying the damage done to the skin of his hands. His face is a little more difficult to see, considering it's bent and bowed over his open knees.
L's voice is slow, firm and clear when he speaks.]
This isn't your fault. I thought I could watch him every second, and... clearly I was wrong. I am so sorry this happened, and you were put in that kind of position.
[He gingerly nudges at Cesar's forehead with his knuckles, trying to get him to raise his face; it's a far cry from the grasping, bold advances of his doppelganger, handling Cesar like a possession with rampant entitlement. He dabs at some of the blood on his face, focusing on what's crusted around his nose. The skin is changing colors, already beginning to bruise.]
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Date: 2015-04-05 01:45 am (UTC)L's voice is slow, firm and clear when he speaks.]
This isn't your fault. I thought I could watch him every second, and... clearly I was wrong. I am so sorry this happened, and you were put in that kind of position.
[He gingerly nudges at Cesar's forehead with his knuckles, trying to get him to raise his face; it's a far cry from the grasping, bold advances of his doppelganger, handling Cesar like a possession with rampant entitlement. He dabs at some of the blood on his face, focusing on what's crusted around his nose. The skin is changing colors, already beginning to bruise.]