York, Texas, Washington... he's getting the idea. It's someone she knows, someone from her old team, and not someone she seems unhappy to see.

But also Alpha, Beta, Delta... does the man who Tex has called over to the table have one of those designations, too? He's big, and one of his eyes clearly suffers from an old injury. Probably blinded on that side, but it's hard to say yet.

Aside from that, L doesn't speak: he just watches York with an expression that combines the more pleasant end of neutrality with open interest.