"It's alright," Naveen said, turning to look at him. "I just... I'm really... out of my element here?" He shook his head. "To me it's like... yesterday I saw you all. But... its almost been a year for you... everything is different..."

"...Not everything...a lot's still the same." C offered. "And a lot of the kids are all the same. I mean, I'm not that different, right?"

Naveen gave him a small frown. "Next is sleeping with Matt... you are taking to people... One is nice... Oliver isn't drunk... Ender wears dresses... Ninja is like a 6 year old girl... The only person who is the same is Secret!"

"Actually, he switched from Contemporary Alternative to Acid Rock recently." C laughed.

"You are not helping," Naveen accused, though he smiled a little bit as he pointed a finger and poked C in the chest. "Next thing you're going to tell me is that Far and Zero ran off and... I don't know, adopted Twins!"

"You're doing this on purpose now." C laughed- a genuine thing that was completely foreign to Naveen.

Naveen's smile died down for a moment before he groaned. "Really!? Is anyone the same!?"

He paused as he heard a sound and turned to find Roger standing behind him.

"...I haven't changed...Nancy either for that matter." Roger smiled. "Then again, I suppose there have been a few changes in all our lives after New York."

He walked up to the two boys.

"I suppose if anyone would stay the same, it would be you," Naveen breathed, before he frowned. "And L... I bet he hasn't changed. Not around, I see."

Silence followed his words. Naveen had died before L had been killed by Kira... had no one mentioned it to him?

"...We should probably go talk." Roger offered- a seriousness falling over everything now as he stepped aside and offered Naveen passage to his office.

Naveen's features twisted into worry as he started walking... he knew that look and it was never good.

Roger led him into his office and closed the doors before gently steering Naveen into a chair.

"...I wish it were better circumstances that I brought you here." Roger said sadly. "I wish I could just give you nothing but good news, but...a year is like a lifetime here."

"I'm starting to figure that out," Naveen whispered as he leaned back in the chair, pulling both legs up against his chest and wrapping his arms around them. "Your office is different from what I remember... the desk used to face the other way..."

"Nancy thinks this makes it look more spacious." Roger chuckled.

"She's right," Naveen replied, giving a weak smile before it died down into a frown. "L... is dead, isn't he?"

"...It was just after the New York case." Roger said gently.