from deeper in the tunnel, voice carrying a strained, academic calm You know, L, if you spent less time accusing me and more time actually mining, we might have enough diamonds for a proper nether portal by now.

a pause, then the soft, shuffling sound of him reading something from his inventory Aha. I've recorded that as suspicious.

Recording what.

You called them diamonds. We haven't confirmed a single diamond vein in this entire server. In fact, I did the survey. I found zero. The phrase you used— diamonds for a proper nether portal— implies foreknowledge. You knew we'd find them. You knew, because you placed them.

the unmistakable sound of a stone sword being sheathed L. We have been playing this game for three hours. I have, in that time, grown a beet farm, tamed two wolves, and built a lighthouse. How, pray tell, would I have time to secretly place diamonds for a portal I supposedly knew we'd need?

deadpan A man of your intellect could find a way.

voice drifting from the entrance of the cave now, unblinking Y/n. Tell me something. Did you see Light place a diamond block. Or did you see him pretend to find one, with the exact amount of surprise a man who expected it would have?