Lazarus knows full well where Misa is supposed to be tonight, and that's part of what sends him out looking for when she fails to turn up at the specified time. With strange goings-on lately even in the remote Shepherd's Haven, he's not so sure that it is safe, which has him going out on a regular basis to ensure that things are in order, even if they are odd.
He walks toward the line of trees and spots Misa standing transfixed by a particular specter. He's already aware of the phenomenon, having stood with Nathan and seen Mello and the ensuing post three days prior, but the way Misa stares at the man like a piece of meat is not lost on Lazarus.
To his secret shame, he feels it, too.
"You stood me up," he accuses casually, also not taking his eyes off Light's disinterested form.
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He walks toward the line of trees and spots Misa standing transfixed by a particular specter. He's already aware of the phenomenon, having stood with Nathan and seen Mello and the ensuing post three days prior, but the way Misa stares at the man like a piece of meat is not lost on Lazarus.
To his secret shame, he feels it, too.
"You stood me up," he accuses casually, also not taking his eyes off Light's disinterested form.