Light watched as the others attempted attack after attack on Taylor, each one not having much effect. with all the attacks thrown at everyone, the only thing he had gotten was a scratch. "Guess I should do that... Poor guy though." Light thought to herself, formulating a plan.

Pulling out another hole, Light jumped in and popped out from the ceiling, attempting to land on David and give him a nice tight bear hug. If she didn't make him majorly uncomfortable, prolonged exposure to her shifted reality would also eventually turn Taylor into a cartoon as well, but without any of the benefits. And even longer loss of reality would cause him to disappear entirely. though Light didn't know if she could hold onto him for that long as she was trying.

And barring a miss, she'd keep dropping from different points in the ceiling til she got a grab.