"...Oh, you didn't know?" Mail blinked. "Well, I shouldn't say anything else...might destroy the space-time continuum or some bull crap like that."

"This isn't Doctor Who," Near informed, his frown deepening. "What happens to Mello?"

"What'd I say?" Mail blinked- looking genuinely confused.

"That he gets burned up," Near groaned. "And then gets a bike? If he's burned, how would he ride a bike? Pedaling alone would be painful..."

"No, it's a motorcycle." Mail replied.

"Oh," Near was still frowning. "How does he get burned?"

"With fire." Mail nodded.

"On purpose?" Near pressed, his attention span becoming slim.

"Yep." Mail nodded. "Well, sorta."

Suddenly the white-haired boy grew very quiet, looking away.

"...Sorry." Mail offered.

"Perhaps I should avoid learning about this time," Near mumbled. "Or anything in relation to the Kira Case."

"So...is like...the Kira case real where you come from?" Mail asked curiously.

"I don't believe I should reveal that information if Mail doesn't already know the answer," Near informed.

"I just wanted to know if you were fictional character or not." Mail shrugged.

Near's lips curved downward. "Obviously not. I am right beside Mail, aren't I?"