"Well... not all of us are becoming immortals or demigods. If my Other was as human as I am, I guess it's sinking in that if I want to live forever, I have to build something that will outlast me," L says somberly. "If a 'cool idea' goes on helping someone after I can't, I think that's as much as anyone could hope to accomplish in their lifetime."

He eyes the coughdrops; he's never opened something before purchasing it in his life, but he doesn't say anything about it.

"It's for the teleporter, but I've been fixing it up for that purpose, yeah. I live there now, work there when I'm not at the coffee shop. You could say it gives me a sense of purpose. You know how that is, right?"

He sounds... maybe a touch too uncertain about that. Liam doesn't strike him as the ambitious type.