[Uke]

"Rem is helping us locate the other owners of Light's notebooks," Nate informed. "That is how Mello got those marks."

[Mint]

"What?" Mihael blinked. "What...happened? ...You're following people without lifespans."

[Uke]

"No, Rem is finding them and giving us hints," Nate snorted. "She is helping, Mihael. How many times do I have to say that?"

[Mint]

"And then she kills you." Mihael replied flatly.

[Uke]

"Oh, so you were paying attention?" Nate huffed in annoyance.

[Mint]

"Maybe your life doesn't mean anything to you, but it does to a few of us!" Mihael replied sharply.

[Uke]

"Well it's already done, so I can't exactly take it back now!" Nate snapped back.

[Mint]

"Then I have to put my head together with Mail and Near and figure out how to reverse the whole damn thing!" Mihael replied. "Someone has to save you!"

[Uke]

"I don't need saving!" Nate cried, his voice raising. "I've lived a damn good life and its time for it to end!"

[Mint]

Mihael blinked- looking taken aback.

"...Nate?" He frowned.

[Uke]

Nate let out a slow breath, before he took a seat and dropped his head into his hands.

--

After Nate had taken off after Mihael, Missy dragged Lawliet, Mail, and Light to 'explore', leaving Near with Mello.

[Mint]

Mello had taken a seat on the couch. He was so much different from when he was a boy. his hoody was baggy and black, as was to be expected, but his pants were black, skin-tight leather that laced up and he wore a large belt buckle. All of this had been at Nate's prompting, but Mello had come to appreciate the look- despite criticism for resembling a 'male prostitute'. Then there was the burn scar- it looked horrible, even if it overall made him look cool with his longer, messier bangs, that scar could only be attributed to a horrifyingly bad burn and it even seemed to run down his neck and shoulder a little.

[Uke]

Near took a seat in the recliner across from the blonde, pulling one leg up against his chest - something that Mello knew he only did when he was upset or conflicted over something. To add insult to injury, he began to curl a lock of his hair... which he only did when he was attempting to avoid thinking about something.

[Mint]

"...I forgot how quiet you were." Mello smirked- crossing his arms over his chest. "And how far away you liked to keep from me...out of arms' reach."

[Uke]

"Not always," Near replied, lifting his eyes to meet Mello's in a cold battle of wits. "At times I liked it when Mello held me close."

[Mint]

"You didn't at first, but when I was away you started to notice...you kinda liked it." Mello replied.