L gnawed on his lower lip, reaching up and tugging at the dark strands on the back of his neck.

"It's just a coat," he finally sighed, speaking in a clandestine undertone "And the glasses... after what happened in my apartment, I ended up having some fairly severe chemical burns. The result was damaged vision. But I can still see light patterns, so. Hallelujah."

If that sounded sarcastic, well... it was. Wholly an completely.