L once again found himself ignoring the food. As much as he knew his health would suffer for continuously avoiding his meals, he couldn't safely make such a drastic change in diet. Instead of consuming his meal, he directed his attention towards his leg; massaging it based on what he had learned through observing Naomi during breakfast. While he occupied himself with this action he considered the new development that had been mentioned on the intercom.
If the head doctor had finished his duties as the woman had indicated; it would seem as though whatever had transpired on the roof had ended. That said very little about the matter itself. There were still a number of possible scenarios that needed to be considered. The condition of both the Head Doctor and the man on the radio remained undetermined, as it would not be to the benefit to the staff if such matters were brought to light. If the head doctor had been reported as injured or dead at this moment, the patient might have gained some hope. Hope given by the staff, in this kind of setting, seemed to be fallacious. They would do their best to assure that any unwelcome changes in this environment would be prevented.
Most likely, if the Head Doctor had reason to do such, the man would gloat over the injury or demise of his rival to the patients during the night shift; if not to mock, but lower patient moral. However, there was the possibility that he would simply avoid expressing any reaction to what had recently occurred, as it could be a possible tactic to create confusion... however, if Martin's ego was as big as L perceived, then it was doubtful that he would miss the opportunity to boast. It seemed that L would have to wait until night fell for the truth of the matter to be revealed.
He did a quick look around the room and spotted a familiar face; Naomi’s roommate. L had been meaning to speak to her ever since that incident regarding the buses, and even more so after he had seen her talking to Light. L put on a friendly smile and tried to wave her over.
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If the head doctor had finished his duties as the woman had indicated; it would seem as though whatever had transpired on the roof had ended. That said very little about the matter itself. There were still a number of possible scenarios that needed to be considered. The condition of both the Head Doctor and the man on the radio remained undetermined, as it would not be to the benefit to the staff if such matters were brought to light. If the head doctor had been reported as injured or dead at this moment, the patient might have gained some hope. Hope given by the staff, in this kind of setting, seemed to be fallacious. They would do their best to assure that any unwelcome changes in this environment would be prevented.
Most likely, if the Head Doctor had reason to do such, the man would gloat over the injury or demise of his rival to the patients during the night shift; if not to mock, but lower patient moral. However, there was the possibility that he would simply avoid expressing any reaction to what had recently occurred, as it could be a possible tactic to create confusion... however, if Martin's ego was as big as L perceived, then it was doubtful that he would miss the opportunity to boast. It seemed that L would have to wait until night fell for the truth of the matter to be revealed.
He did a quick look around the room and spotted a familiar face; Naomi’s roommate. L had been meaning to speak to her ever since that incident regarding the buses, and even more so after he had seen her talking to Light. L put on a friendly smile and tried to wave her over.