For such a pale guy, there was a lot of colour beginning to crawl up his his face. It almost made him look the colour of a dying rose.

"Watch?" he asked, stupidly. Oh, like Jealous, right? Watching young women. Stalkers. Or FBI. COuld be Fb- "Ah. No. I... don't know many women."

He looked around for some sort of escape. Ryuk wasn't exactly polite, but he seemed unable to really find a way out of this. Light had always impressed Ryuk when it came to his way with the ladies (a dumb species, sometimes), but now Ryu was just about ready to worship Light as some sort of God. Just not one of Justice.