The shorter teen turned to frown at C. "No... it was always Mello..."

"...I'm sorry." C offered- patting Naveen on the shoulder. "I wish I could've helped."

Naveen shook his head and reached over, turning the picture face down. He was silent for a moment, before he turned to look at C. "Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

"Ender was never big on cuddling." C replied. "Better give some space, I think, but I'm heading right back. What about you?"

The younger boy stared at him for a moment, before he smiled awkwardly. "...Wow. You die and suddenly everyone is your friend..."

"We kinda were before you died." C snorted. "Wammy's House is one big, f-ed up family."

"I can't recall us speaking much before New York," Naveen mumbled, looking to the side. "...In fact... I don't think you talked to anyone except Ender."

"It took New York to make me not a nervous wreck anymore." C laughed nervously.

"Still... we never really talked," Naveen sighed. "I didn't talk to anyone, really... Just Maddness... maybe if I hadn't lead him on so much, he..."

He fell silent, his hand touching his throat.

"...Hey, it's okay...you're not responsible." C said quickly.

The younger boy lifted an eyebrow at him, before sarcastically saying, "...Right. Its not my fault at all that Madness killed me because I didn't love him."

"B pushed him." C pleaded. "He was vulnerable and B took advantage of it, understand? He got into his head and twisted everything."

Naveen visibly cringed at the mention of Beyond, turning his face away. "Yeah, well... lets change the subject, please?"

"...He's stable, but comatose." C said. "And you're safe here."

"You are bad at listening," Naveen whispered. "...I need to get out of this room."

He moved past C rather quickly.

"Naveen!" C called- trying to go after him. "Naveen, I'm sorry, I just wanted you to know."