Well. From the sounds of it, the blond was giving up. L sighed in a way that could only be described as "feeling eternal to everyone on the receiving end of that contempt", and his own head fell back against the wall panel with a dull thunk.

"Our only option might be to sit and wait for the power to come back on," he said in a low voice, holding his knees tightly to control what appeared to be a full-body tremor. "That could be minutes, or hours. If we're lucky."