"Better not," Mello mumbled. "Won't be so forgiving next time." Though he probably would, especially in the face of a Matt who once again didn't remember and was glad to see him. He could be a sucker for Matt, not that he'd admit it. How could he not be? The guy had died for him! Mello owed him more than he could ever repay.

"Nothing." He was half asleep, but Mello was smiling, feeling warm and contented. It was an unusual feeling for Mello, who usually fought sleep as long as possible and regarded relaxation as a foreign state, even slightly suspect. "Where'd you learn to be so good at this?" It seemed an unusual skill for Matt to have, not that he wasn't grateful for it at the moment. Though he hoped Matt didn't mind if he fell asleep like this.