"Extended period of boredom," Mello replied, grinning around a mouthful of chocolate. "Clearly made me a bit batty. And I always did have poor impulse control." Which was a nicer way of saying what he'd been told his whole life, by any adult who had charge of him as a kid and by those who interacted with him much when he was on his own. Mello was perfectly capable of making and following a plan when it came to business and really important things, but he could go off half-cocked and do any number of reckless things as well. He eyed Matt over his chocolate bar again. "Maybe I'm just glad to see you."

And touch him, but that was obvious, even if there hadn't been much of it so far. Mello was a very physical person; he liked touching and being touched, as long as there was no threat involved. He nearly choked on his chocolate when Matt grabbed him, though, even if he'd been half expecting it. "Don't waste any time, either," he commented, as soon as he had caught his breath. That was always interesting and one of the nice things about Matt: he didn't fool around about that kind of shit either, no stupid games of pretending he didn't want sex when any idiot knew he did.

Mello stopped where he was, not caring that other pedestrians had to detour around him, and looked Matt over again, nice and slow, taking his time about it now that he could see him better than across a table. "Want to skip the shopping trip for now?" Not that he minded if Matt wanted to keep going with it, but if they were both as impatient as all that, it might be better to go home now. They could go out again any time, after all. There was no rush.