Light felt warm when Ryuzaki took his hand, the first time they’d touched. “Well the hotel’s only a block away.” He strode towards the door, holding it open as the sounds of the rain reminded him of his lack of an umbrella. “I guess I’ll just get wet. Or…” Light turned to look over his shoulder, smiling, “We could make a dash for it.” Light pointed to the hotel, the elegant gilded sign marking the entrance.