[L certainly doesn't seem like someone who would feel a tremendous amount of passion in his life. If anything, he seems corpse-like, a shell of a human being rather than something that truly exists and feels and experiences things on the same level as others who possess pulses and draw breath.]

I suppose that I do.

[It sounds too smooth and easy to be sincere, but it's a lie that L has told often, at least.]

My game...? That's a broad question if I ever heard one, but... as preferences go, I suppose that I enjoy social games.

[It's not quite a lie, even if it's a fairly twisted truth.]