We seem to get a different kind of clue each week... it's possible this might be the one time we do get something for... that.
[Yukina has never used a fingerprinting kit in her life. But she, like Nagasone, has been reading some detective novels - though in her case, it's been in the hope of improving her skills for trials by seeing how fictional characters do it.]
...we're going to have to... [She takes a breath.] ...use it... s-so, maybe we should... place it after. [When it's not likely to get smudged, anyway. Nagasone is right; it wouldn't make much sense to go through the trouble of planting prints if they're just going to get covered up anyway.
She glances at Light as Nagasone goes to fetch Akane's hair and lowers her voice.]
My plan was to... hide... um, parts of Nagasone-san's... [And Lights, tbh] ...body around the motel. Do... you think that would work?
[While Nagasone goes off does his thing, Light takes a moment to consider Yukina's question. The response comes surprisingly easy enough.]
I think so. If nothing else, I'd perpetuate confusion during the trial. Potentially enough to distract from the truth of the matter.
[That there was, hilariously enough, no murder that actually took place. Just a suicide, and an attempt to frame Akane for all the dismemberment that would happen afterwards. Despite everything he's been through, Light's hands still remain relatively clean -- what a novel thought.]
Though... I have to ask. [A pointed look at Yukina's disguise.] Is Akira-san going to miss those clothes?
[Or is he, like. You know. Dead.] And you're going to dump them somewhere afterwards, I assume.
[Yukina's gaze drops to the floor, and she shakes her head slowly.]
He won't. I didn't kill him, but... he won't. [Which... hurts, honestly. It hurts quite a bit. She and Akira were close; knowing he's gone now is painful.
...but at least she doesn't have to worry about him trying to take the deal and getting stuck here forever.]
I'm going to... um. Put them back on him, once we're done.
[ After Light uses his A+ charisma skills and Yukina summons up the most resolve she can, Nagasone returns to the hallway. He honestly took advantage of it as a breather for himself too. Traditional honor be damned, this is still a setup in the end. Two murders without a culprit to execute, and a suicide... Oh boy. But he'll tell himself it's for the best. ]
Here you go.
[ To make it convenient, he hands her his hairclip, the one he's been wearing if he's doing work. One end has a couple strands of Akane's hair, the other has his. They look different enough up close in length and texture. Also, his inexplicable, but natural blonde hair is there too. ]
Say I lent it to you or something if it's found, hide it, or throw it away. Want to get her prints now? You'd need to help figure out where to put them.
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[Yukina has never used a fingerprinting kit in her life. But she, like Nagasone, has been reading some detective novels - though in her case, it's been in the hope of improving her skills for trials by seeing how fictional characters do it.]
...we're going to have to... [She takes a breath.] ...use it... s-so, maybe we should... place it after. [When it's not likely to get smudged, anyway. Nagasone is right; it wouldn't make much sense to go through the trouble of planting prints if they're just going to get covered up anyway.
She glances at Light as Nagasone goes to fetch Akane's hair and lowers her voice.]
My plan was to... hide... um, parts of Nagasone-san's... [And Lights, tbh] ...body around the motel. Do... you think that would work?
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I think so. If nothing else, I'd perpetuate confusion during the trial. Potentially enough to distract from the truth of the matter.
[That there was, hilariously enough, no murder that actually took place. Just a suicide, and an attempt to frame Akane for all the dismemberment that would happen afterwards. Despite everything he's been through, Light's hands still remain relatively clean -- what a novel thought.]
Though... I have to ask. [A pointed look at Yukina's disguise.] Is Akira-san going to miss those clothes?
[Or is he, like. You know. Dead.] And you're going to dump them somewhere afterwards, I assume.
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[Yukina's gaze drops to the floor, and she shakes her head slowly.]
He won't. I didn't kill him, but... he won't. [Which... hurts, honestly. It hurts quite a bit. She and Akira were close; knowing he's gone now is painful.
...but at least she doesn't have to worry about him trying to take the deal and getting stuck here forever.]
I'm going to... um. Put them back on him, once we're done.
[Y'know, so nobody stumbles across a naked body.]
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All right. And... I'm sorry.
[Another beat.]
But in the end, it's for the best. Try not to forget that, no matter how difficult it might seem.
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I know. As long as... as long as everyone's okay at the end, then...
[She can bear it. She'll have to.]
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Here you go.
[ To make it convenient, he hands her his hairclip, the one he's been wearing if he's doing work. One end has a couple strands of Akane's hair, the other has his. They look different enough up close in length and texture. Also, his inexplicable, but natural blonde hair is there too. ]
Say I lent it to you or something if it's found, hide it, or throw it away. Want to get her prints now? You'd need to help figure out where to put them.
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We were going to do it after the fact. I can help Yukina-chan figure out where to place the fingerprints.
[And if that's acceptable for the both of them, that just means the next bit is... up to Nagasone.]