[L has a degree of trust for the Ninth Doctor. It's reluctant and grudging, but for the time being, it's there. Nonetheless, there isn't much to stop him from breaking away, especially when they get near the records room. Any data there may be incomplete, but it's better than nothing.
He may not be the first person there, but he will certainly be found among them, slouched over the crumbling papers. His pale face is set in an expression of deep concentration; he bites at the left side of his lower lip. He touches only the edges of the paper with only his fingertips, in what might appear to be an attempt to be in contact with as little of it as possible as he reads it.]
It seems as if something like this might have spread faster....
[He murmurs the words, not to anyone in particular.]
[OOC: I'm pretty sick, but I'll do what I can to keep up! <3 ]
Breaking away from Nine's team, a little, but can be found!
He may not be the first person there, but he will certainly be found among them, slouched over the crumbling papers. His pale face is set in an expression of deep concentration; he bites at the left side of his lower lip. He touches only the edges of the paper with only his fingertips, in what might appear to be an attempt to be in contact with as little of it as possible as he reads it.]
It seems as if something like this might have spread faster....
[He murmurs the words, not to anyone in particular.]
[OOC: I'm pretty sick, but I'll do what I can to keep up! <3 ]