"Alone?" he asked, incredulous. He didn't actually add 'you idiot,' but the sentiment was clear in his tone. Sure, Mello had done it himself, but he'd had his negligence pointed out...by Matt, that damn hypocrite. He gave his friend a dubious look-over but saw no visible injury. He was sitting in a hallway and refusing to move, which wasn't a great sign, but with tar-drenched lungs and a strict regimen of sitting around gaming, it was no surprise that he'd be winded after so much running. "What did you need? I have a ton of stuff you could have used. And that doesn't explain sitting here like monster bait."

The fact that he hadn't pressed further about Mello's evening reminded him why Matt was one of the few people he kept around regardless of their usefulness.