[... Does this mean it's up to him to decide the topic of conversation now? He's not good at this. Between Lazarus pinching the bridge of his nose and Misa glaring icily in their direction, he's really rather at a loss and he looks away uncomfortably.
[So what precisely are they supposed to talk about now?] In any event, that's hardly why any of us are here, is it?
[There. That's sort of steering the conversation somewhere, isn't it?]
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[So what precisely are they supposed to talk about now?] In any event, that's hardly why any of us are here, is it?
[There. That's sort of steering the conversation somewhere, isn't it?]