Mello was becoming irritated again himself. I can't grasp your entire strategy immediately if you don't give me all the information. And if I'd known Light Yagami was sticking his nose into the case from the beginning, I would've suspected him much sooner. "I never saw your files, Ryuuzaki." Now he knew who would've been able to make sure they were lost. "I didn't even know who your leading suspect was until now."

He also hadn't known that Near had been a prisoner here as well, and tore the crust off one of the pieces of pizza, frowning, as he considered this. Near certainly hadn't gone missing from back home; Hal would have told him, even if she'd been instructed to keep it quiet. So it was either in Mello's future, or irrelevant to him.

He scoffed at the idea of any variation of him being up for cooperating. "Near doesn't have what it takes to get out of here. I'd be shocked if he can tie his own shoelaces. He'd be a midnight snack for the first monster whose path he crossed. Trading information? Maybe. Outright planning together? It would never happen." It was salt in the wound that Near had gone, no matter what the conditions or circumstances had been, while Mello was here (again? it didn't matter: he was stuck and Near wasn't), and he tore a piece of the crust off with his teeth as forcefully as he usually crunched chocolate.