"Funny, I sure remember dying." Far too well. Mello suspected it wasn't something he was likely to forget any time soon. He wondered how this guy could tell if he were alive or dead anyway, and what it meant if he were really alive. How could something so final as dying just be... undone?

He really was an asshole, not that Mello had really doubted that. He sighed and gave him a sarcastic smile. "Sure, right. Fine, I'll find out for myself." He turned and started to walk away, dismissing the encounter as unimportant. If he were done threatening and refused to give any useful information, why should Mello bother staying around? Surely he could find other sources that were more cooperative.