"You okay?" Nate asked, having calmed a little bit as he crawled over from where he was seated on the other side of Matt.

"I'll live." Mello's mumbling was muffled by the mattress.

With a frown, Nate reached out and placed a gentle hand on Mello's shoulder.

Mello tensed at the touch before looking up.

"Matt's been taking care of you?" Mello asked.

"Taking care of me?" Nate asked, frowning.

"Yeah." Mello sighed as he pushed himself- with some effort, it seemed -up on all-fours before seating himself like Nate and Matt.

"Why are you moving like that?" Nate pressed instantly - unlike the rest of the kids at Wammy's he didn't seem to know what privacy meant.

"Like what?" Mello replied with a frown.

Matt looked down a moment before looking up at Nate.

"You gotta be hungry, by now." Matt offered.

"Food doesn't distract me," Nate scoffed. "Did they hurt him too? Near, I mean."

"Near?" Mello blinked and looked at Matt- who suddenly seemed like he wanted to be anywhere else but right there for questioning.

Nate groaned, flopping back on the bed. "Will one of you just be forward and tell me what the hell is going on!? I already know too much so what is the god damn secret!?"

"That maybe you're safer NOT knowing something!" Mello replied sharply. "You know so much right now that they'd never let you leave!"

"Then what's the harm in telling me more!?" Nate cried, sitting up and glaring at the blonde.

"What's the point in telling you at all!?" Mello shot back, leaning his face close to Nate's. "You're not Near and you don't need to know anything! We're trying to get you back home!"

"What if I don't want to go home!?" Nate yelled, his face turning red from anger.

"You're going home!" Mello shot back at him- face going red as well. "You don't belong here and Near doesn't belong there, he belongs here!"