Connan sat on one of the swings, moving only slightly, just thinking. What had occurred to him was brilliant. It was the best thing he could do to protect himself and his own. It was using the ultimate weapon as the ultimate defense.

And it had the potential to go horribly fucking wrong. But that was just a minor detail.

Sighing, he looked up, watching clouds skirt hastily overhead. The wind picked up, making them run faster like shadows across film, and the inner discontent grew. He had the motivation, he'd soon have the means, he sure as hell had the responsibility - so why hadn't he briefed his comrades about it?

Troubling, that.

Gaara had been walking along, doing nothing in particular, just wandering. He was probably on the way to the graveyard or something, but he stopped, looking at the man on the swing. It was Connan, of course. Gaara wasn't in bad shape like last time he saw Connan, now actually having a place to stay, food to eat, and a shower within reach. So, he gave a mental sigh, putting his hands in his pockets and walking over, standing not far from Connan. It was surprising that he wasn't edgy or nervous at all.

"Hey.."

Connan didn't look over, just gave a despondant "Hey, Gaara."

Then he started laughing. "It's fucked up, right? This whole mess with the Notes? It's so fucked up." Shaking his head, he finally looked over. After a long moment of silent contemplation, he said "...you look....better."

"The what..?" He replied, not really knowing what Connan was talking about. He hadn't remembered that much of what he had forgotten, so if it was something that happened in the past he had no clue, but if it was just Connan going crazy, then he still had no clue. "And.. thanks.. I'm getting there.."

Connan shook his head, brushing off the question. "Who you staying with now?"

"A girl named Tenshi.. who wouldn't let me say no." He shrugged, looking down and keeping his eyes on the ground.

Connan nodded - but not in acknowledgment; more like he was confirming something he already knew. Eyes aflame, he looked at Gaara differently now.

"What does the term 'Death Note' mean to you, Gaara?"

"Um.." He looked up at Connan for a second, then looked to the ground again. "Um.. it's a note of death..?"