Matt blinked, both slightly alarmed and skeptical. This guy used Mello? he thought with an unconscious scoff. Sure. Right. It was probably obvious that he didn't believe him, but he had grown up under the impression that Mello just wasn't the type to be utilized like a pawn - that was his job, to make other people into pawns that he himself moved around the board wherever he liked. He didn't feel all too comfortable letting the guy go on, but what could he do to stop him? Nothing, really.

He chuckled at the other male's next words, shaking his head. "Nah, Mello wouldn't own up t'that," he said.

What little of a smile that occupied his face disappeared in the next moment, when he realized what he'd let slip. Eyes slightly widened, he continued to stare at the glossy titles in front of him, the letters all seeming like they were blurring together just a tad. "I mean." He tried to hide his blush, but it was impossible - per usual. "H-He's jus' not th'type, y'know." Blinking a few times, Matt took a deep breath, trying hard to hide his mistake. It was becoming a trend, he could see.