Good, there was Matt coming back. Mello felt relieved, though he knew it was stupid. Maybe eventually he'd get over it, forget what it had been like to see Matt die, to know that it had been his fault, but that day wasn't today. It was still too recent, too fresh in his mind. Another nightmare he couldn't shake, to add to the ones he already had.

He tore his mind away from the past, from thoughts of things that had gone wrong and the consequences thereof. That was then, this was now, and he needed to concentrate on the current scheme. So far, so good, but then it was unlikely for anything to go wrong so early in the plan. The real question would be what happens now.

He bit off the corner of his chocolate bar viciously, grinning at Matt as he did so. "So, any bets on who or what comes to deal with this? Or are you betting on no response?" Even no response might be mildly interesting, at least in its implications, but Mello would rather something happened. Not that he was eager to die again, but he was definitely ready for some excitement.