They both know how this is going to end. L.L already has his eyes closed, bracing for the inevitable point when he's sharply shoved forward.

"Shh, Suzaku. It's not your fault." He sounds far too calm for the situation - but he's had a childhood to learn how to pitch his tone so someone who can't see him would never guess he's upset. "No matter what happens, you and I both know it's not your fault."

But he's terrified. He can deal with his body being broken, but what if his brain ends up like his feet, permanently changed by Hell?