[It's amazing how that smile of his twin's reassures him - even if it's not in a particularly nice way. Quickly, he pulls other-Light into an embrace.]

I know it is. You'd never complain, not if you were in your right mind. [Over his twin's shoulder, he finds himself smirking uncontrollably, and isn't that strange?] But it's not too, don't you see? Something is affecting us. Causing our moods to swing.