[The surreptitious looks being thrown their way, or more specifically Misa's way, are cause enough for private irritation. He still can't believe that Misa came to his house dressed so conspicuously. Gothic lolita, of course, isn't an uncommon fashion trend in Japan, but he's never personally cared for the style or for the type of girls who clothe themselves in that garb. It's a miracle Misa didn't give Sachiko a heart attack when she showed up on his doorstep.

Misa's answer makes him frown slightly— he can't remember anything past that, either. What doesn't make sense is the how. It simply isn't possible that they could have both been kidnapped with absolutely no recollection of how they'd been brought here. The question of the shinigamis' absence is another matter, as well. If they're supposed to be possessing the owners of the death notes, then why aren't they here? What's preventing them from following? Or perhaps. Is it possible that they're floating around in other districts? THe "Queen" had claimed that there were six in total....

The whispering is something Light keeps up, knowing full well that maintaining the illusion of a young couple in love won't look suspicious.]

You can't remember anything after that, either, huh.

[His head is buzzing with questions- possibilities, theories- but can't come up with anything solid. But there is one thing that can be tried immediately. He wraps his arms around Misa, pulling her into an embrace. His lips hover above her ear, head ducked to make it difficult for anyone to read his lips as he speaks. ]

I have a plan to go back, but I'm going to need your eyes. Do you think you can help me?